the last time i heard no one was talking the last time i saw him no one was there
a part of me that i knew a part of me that was alive cries filled with blood
free me and i'll be myself nice and understanding i'd like to have clear account to start a real life
a part of me that i knew a part of me that was alive cries filled with blood --- again alone it's not fair i tried so hard to be myself people are disguessed of me they are acting strangely an old sister has reminded me person known from older ages that maybe loved me but only till friday --- i heard from old sister the words of strange songs her scream has stopped long ago time sentenced for silence in blood --- Old sister isn't here anymore in my heaven you can hear screams i think about that sometimes at night in the morning they'll free my hands again --- i saw her face it was illusion of evil evil was her name evil was her identity i remember scream hands filled with blood i became their prisoner
I was good blind idiot
--- i'm worried for all souls lost in time I'd like to get out of here to free them
again alone it's not fair i tried so hard to be myself people are disguessed of me they are acting strangely an old sister has reminded me person known from older ages that maybe loved me but only till friday --- Old sister isn't here anymore in my heaven you can hear screams i think about that sometimes at night in the morning they'll free my hands again.