Our situation makes a mess of me now
I feel myself distort & depressed...
What for you pour out your crimson affliction?
This night won`t help you to be unsaved...
His name is sacred 7 should be respected
Before the paralysis will crush my mind,
Would I be branded a heretic or blasphemer
If I had to stand up behind?
It`s already over...
Everything is over...
Breathe into me and close your instinct...
My confession is too wild for saint bishops,
Nothing can changes it in me...
I`ve lost my sincerity inside of my soul
And hypocrisy begins to crop...