Pass These Words

Chapter I
(00:25 am, feel happy in the crying room)
the closest eyes of the dying brides,
in the land of silent cries,
far from the home of the braves,
all in the heart of blackness and freedom.
nothing but my mouth speaks,
talks about where can she hide or die,
sorrows of oriental people,
and mourning of western shadows.

Chapter II
(some minutes later, before hitting lights)
sadistic tranquillity, windows of pain,
crying childrens of hundred miles away.
don't believe the preacher's speech,
but war is coming.
god damned my land in the night of lightnings.
let the broken hearts feel theirselves.
withstand the fall of life,
take mine and leave this life behind.