Strings of ice pierce me and
my body is stained red
I´m exposed in dark sea and crucified
Now I can only play blind symphony
Nobody knows we on open my mind
I stand the hill of despair everyday
That´s the place of sorrow
That´s the place of grief
Angel of salvation doesn´t sweep down
Unopened gates of Heaven
I can only pray
Rolling thunder rage of the wind
Greif is always by my side
I wish I could change the destiny
Give me mercy, give me mercy
I´ll take back my wings sometime and
I want you call you I want you call you
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