The blood on my [bad word] from my eyes
and stains the world red
I feel the heat and see the pain
Nothing seems to move
as I watch the future
We`re watching each other
as if we`d never met before
as if we`d never lived before
Only the hidden feelings would burn
and in this world of red
we`re [bad word] something else

We feel our blood - the lust
As we are dying now
Our whispers will shine
as a sign and as the secret message
of a suffered end...

Voices [bad word] from inside
They`re [bad word] stone
There will be tall walls of them
and these mountains will keep our inner world
The deep voice of immortality
These mountains will stand forever
...you can`t destroy them...