Glowing pain is burning in the soul
 Wound [bad word] by bolt of lightning.

 Nothing matters any more.

 Gods of darkness laughing in the mirror
 Because the black, flower of hope is
 Blooming in God's garden.

 Nothing matters any more.
 Cead soul in broken mirror.

 My dirimes star as vapour love
 Heaviness before the storm of the soul.
 It seams like death is breathing
 Arms length.

 lot has been left unsaid.
 The tree of life is wilting now.
 The tears from your eyes tell the [bad word] 
 Time is standing still
 My aching heart starts crying.
 It's raining rain of dying angels
 Who needs the sadness that is in my heart
 And incredible longing pain.