Will the heavens be silent when we're dead
Shall our prayers all be answered once again?
Or once again; shall we forget, we've been saved.
Looking, through our visors will we ever visualize?
In the violate-haze, we've been saved
In a sealed vault will we ever realize?
We've been saved, we've been saved.
Oh, what faulty power lines would you follow?
To spark a shadow, that'll never fade.
Will the heavens be a forked lightning to touch your ground?
Or will your sealed hearts sound like a Stradivarius sound…
Crying; from the ground once again.
Wishing to be saved... with telephony
Not realizing, when you were dead you had eternal eyes.
We could not save, we could not save.
We could not save.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem