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04-Regret
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-Regret- Fire and pane cannot save from this endless snow and this endless winter Anguish and rage - and I pray but prath never helps 'cos we left the Creator Demons awoke inside me but I stand firm so fragile and irated Bent on my knees I grieve deep forgot myself I stare at the icon Can't I forget pictures from the dark and dismal remains of my past Life I have had comes as a dream but hurts me so violently real Tasting the pain we perceive bitter and salt drops of the wisdom Standing the strain we become stronger to show another resistance Obedient slaves of the God we crawl in the dirt that makes us cleaner Hidden in shade of the space he observes as I silently cry in the fever Take me away to the sky or to the grave I went astray cloistered in the role that I play Time can't heal - it is a fucking lie The memories burn like fire deep inside Saving oblivion - where can it be and how can I get there? Cry in the envy at those who have died before I want to die... Want to die... I wonder how does my blood look like Still is it red in the sick moonlight? Where am I now? My fatigued mind betrayed me I've lost it somehow And alone I seem to go insane Scraps of the light Are illuminating the pale wings Broken in flight And treaded down by cruel fate Only pain and regret can somehow make me wiser Regret... Ghosts of the past Wrapped in dark and gloomy laughter Arose from the dust They are chasing me through all my life Hours and days Are passing me and fading Why can't I erase Stupid things that I have done before Only pain and regret can somehow make us wiser Regret... God is watching... Rain is falling down... Black water is cold like his heart... Meanness of our prath is the song of death We turn to God only to ask for something well I don't need anything from Him Lost my faith in the end In my mind there are only pain and regret Regret... Tasting the pain we perceive bitter and salt drops of the wisdom Standing the strain we become stronger to show another resistance Obedient slaves of the God we crawl in the dirt that makes us cleaner Hidden in shade of the space he observes as I silently cry Take me away to the sky or to the grave I went astray cloistered in the role that I play