music by MORPHOLATRIA , lyrics by Ansis Markauss)



Just take a look at their eyes

They look around but see nothing

Just ever imagine their painful distress

Not to be children of God's tender passion



To watch around but nothing to see

Staring towards invisible secrets

Eyes in their fingers , nerves only feel

Premortal suffering is now their libretto



Their nocturnal traces draws our nonchalance

Sceptres they hold are moved by gods

Like dolls above gulf keeping balance

Torments of the sighted are only buds



This biting darkness is brighter then fire

How can you put them to be burnt on a pyre?



None of us hears this challenge of future

Sewage washed away our final compassion

Wincing in ignorance by the light of nature

But donating penny as thing of fashion



Behind these eyes is another world

A world with its own mountains and seas

Darkness is their shelter and guard

"Let it happen (then) , just , as you believe."

(Matthew 9:29)



by the light of nature ?

let it happen , just , as you believe ?

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