You who first cast the stone Are you adorned with wings? How could you silently suffer The sight of your dreams' wreckage?
Creature... Your harvest is poor Your soul bleeds Your eyes won't ever see
When the bread is broken Wounds are nailed into your palms
You who first cast the stone Where is the splendour That once you wore so proudly?
Creature... Your limbs are weak Your path is short Your breath is putrid
When the wine is offered Disgust is drying up your throat
You who are without sin Who was to block the left hand path When it became the last resort?
Actress... Your speech is mute Your tunes are sad Your voice will die down awfully
The day heaven laments your failure With noise of rain (lashing down) upon the impure.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
