Flames Of Tomorrow

I no longer exist, when I reborn in flames

I am covered by my own charm of life

With your will, processions of absolute power stand

Your knowledge with no weight unrestrained

When with entire effort I lift just the spark

from the bottom of my crumbled grains of blood, so...

Raise me and point me

I no longer exist, disappeared in flames

You won't see me at the bottom, 'cause I soar like a fire

And your pattern only is like a split for me

And only slow time cracks old rocks

And only chronic non-existence of esoteric love, so...

Set me free and free me!

I no longer exist, faded out in flames

and only your blow changes my composition

The sick won't touch me anymore, 'cause I hurt like a truth

This precise time still cracks the rocks

This bloody stigmata is now strange to me, so...

Raise me and change me!

Destroy me and create me!

Where, my child, the outlet of the stream takes place, there an unrestricted thirst for revenge always appears.

The sneer and the blasphemy sometimes are like the battering ram breaking barriers making us uncomfortable.

And sometimes is like deeper breath from heels of aiming.