I put my hands in your cold skin,
I couldn't keep it warm...
My sin... My redemption...
My loneliness for centuries...
Useless tears, helpless cries...
In vain... For nothing...
There is no more to live for...
My point [bad word] lost...
I can not share this pain
With that faces full of scorn
And hear the words [bad word] ..
So disgustful... So insincere...

My being stays moveless
In the Morpheus' tender embrace,
Like a frozen stone river,
Like fire died out so long ago...
I make a nameless sacrifice
For my thwarted ambition...
In the name of my sin...
In the name of my redemption...