God forsake us for our extensive sins.
Though you're surrounded by omens and miracles,
in this abysmal time, you still don't believe.
Our highest mortal sin is that we don't believe,
but God-doesn't like decision-making,
he is asking for an unequivocal choice.
Faces defaced by fast and prayers,
betray in the last minute to save their souls,
while others are-deceased.
Martyred death wipes the mistakes
and vindicates the belief,
the one who carries on is dying alive.
Man burns alive, 'cause hell is already inside of us.
We just chose a wrong omen
and nobody will be saved,
but I better tilt my head down
instead of betray and redeem.
Thousands of painful births and bitter deaths
join in one single moment of mercy and release.
