Ten lies for the execution
One sin for the expiation
I loved the God more than anyone
I substituted other cheek for the hit
I loved the misters and regretted the poor
And what I have in the end of my way?
Will you sob on my tomb?
I have lived my life for nothing
How could I believe in those things
The brands of innocence flares on my palms
Do not blame me for treachery
I've understood essence of the life
You felt bearing your cross
But again rose from the knees
Why have you deceived me
The insatiable child of defect?
Will you sob on my tomb?
I have lived my life for nothing
How could I believe in those things
The brands of innocence flares on my palms
As spikes of memoirs penetrate my consciousness
I weep
I shall never forget that day when I was obscured
By your light
