A lifelong lamentation. Bitten um tausende Beichte, auf hunderte Sprachen.
A lifeless sunlight fills this cursed room,
Where no life could ever dare to bloom;
Inside, three people; whose souls are long gone,
As holy chants hint at the end that is to come.
A bond shared through blood, memories and insanity;
Tortures the three innocent prisoners in unity,
For the distant memories of sephia hue comfort all;
As they hold on to dear life of a decayed angel.
Oh, what a joy! That this merciful angel, once blessed;
Departs from her rotten husk that as if it were possessed.
Oh, what a shame! That a helpless sheep with a broken mind;
Had to be cut through her flesh, strangled with a red bond.
A celebration for the departed! A solemn lament for living!
As the heavy breath of life comes into their broken being.
Weight of the tears not enough to bring their smiles down;
For with their sanguine bond torn, they could finally live on!