Silence, above you
I wish I could cry enough.
Survivor, of your mind
Until I don’t write or sign
I don’t write or sign

Love still, paralyzes me
Strong into the depths,
I reach another ground
From all [bad word] from inside, you know what I’m speaking…
We’ve got it deep inside, our lives
then you will take and show me the rays
We’ve got still inside, I could cry a million tears
Up to the cross, up to the light
Up to the cross, I saw the fire lights

At least, remember, the taste of my soul
Then I could quietly crawl, under the ground
And you [bad word] inside
you [bad word] inside
you [bad word] inside
you [bad word] inside