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Translation
God has been silent 2000 years Seats in wheelchain, speaks with himself Spends hes days as old
Fake tooth clatter in mouth Someone changes pants Does not remember days, not Hes great creation
Son wants to take heaven As hes heritage knocked-out, world is Devils lap
And it cannot be guided, to any direction Game is over, ball Has been lost
In deep waters, Dreams drown And world, is like devils lap Sorrow's tongues minds, lick wounds And world is like devil's lap Cold lap!
Who believes in writings Has power to live in lands Dreams die, already To wombs
And if you happend to born, With sorrow as you godfather Death pets your head, spits Fire to smoothings
Translation
God has been silent 2000 years Seats in wheelchain, speaks with himself Spends hes days as old
Fake tooth clatter in mouth Someone changes pants Does not remember days, not Hes great creation
Son wants to take heaven As hes heritage knocked-out, world is Devils lap
And it cannot be guided, to any direction Game is over, ball Has been lost
In deep waters, Dreams drown And world, is like devils lap Sorrow's tongues minds, lick wounds And world is like devil's lap Cold lap!
Who believes in writings Has power to live in lands Dreams die, already To wombs
And if you happend to born, With sorrow as you godfather Death pets your head, spits Fire to smoothings