Under rain of words I stand,
Can't even wash my brain or hand,
Full of sins, aware and unaware, it's our brand,
To act bad, to hide truth under sand.

And now all, me, she, we
Are alone, hopeless, can't you see?
Everything's cold, even my tree
Of knowledge which makes me free.

Full with emotins she weeps,
Me too, all we do, no kiss with our lips.
The clothes of wolves are now wore by sheeps
That's why I kill the nights by my sleeps

Forgive me, forgive us, for what we have done,
And we shouldn't, and for what we haven't done,
But we should have done,
Because you're God, and from Truth we can't run
Because about Judgement told us, your Son.