He could do nothing, was so defenceless,

Grief only and teardrops on face remained

In a cold cell black angel rests - the mother

Does not cry, cold as ice, which iced up

Tiny limbs of her son

Time is eternity, punishment supreme

Black angel slowly crushes the ice

Shiver, feeling it's state

In the dark cell dancing shadows

Remind of lost little figure

Sudden cold breeze skims sleeping mother's forehead,

In darkness scream resounds

You have to forgive, to wipe tears, to love

You have to kill, to hurt, to hate

You have to forgive, to wipe tears, to love

You have to kill, to hurt, to hate

You have to forgive, to wipe tears, to love

You have to kill, to hurt, to hate

You have to forgive, to wipe tears, to love

You have to kill, to hurt, to hate