Just call my name and let me hear your voice...
If God will blame I'll leave him... I will curse.
So, time sleeps like the dead in dreadful dream.
I close my eyes... Your outline is near.
You watch me burn.. This fire of deaf despair
Has no one gleam, no ways for great escape.
My love is like an epitaph for souls
That utterly devoted like stray dogs.
I shouldn't howl at the moon. That's why
You are is real incarnated light...
I try to fathom... Call my name... just once!
Your outline and voice I've learnt by heart.