O'Lord of such splendour and noble art
Heed now My prayers: Please save your Children from those who live to betray us
and whose Acts aim at our Mother in such a Destructive Manner
For the Sins by Man created even My own dreams bring Me Seductive Lies
And I am slowly drowning within the Darkened Waters of My Weakened Soul...
Nail Me to the Earth
and Bless Me with Rest in Her Embrace
For the Fatality of My Insecureness
Unveils My Greater Characters
Behold; now the Colour Fades From My Eyes!
The Greatest Gift of All
And I sense not being a part of it
In My Arms I Hold The Weeping Body of Christ
The Mirror that Reflects this Tragedy
I Serve called Life...
Seek not Your Pity in Me For I can only speak for Myself
I Bleed Sickness through the Pores of My Imagination
And with The World I Burn...
Painting the Visions of My Fever through Blood and Broken Glass
Now My Anger Struggles beneath My Thoughts
For Dying Before the Eyes of a 'Blind King' am I
The Red Whine I so Carefully Sipped to
(With all Loving Passion)
Never could it still My Thirst for Divine Fulfillment...