Thristy Eyes

See the face of your fate,
Meet the maker of pain
The horizons of a dream
Are covered with holy rage,
Raise your head and cry for us,
Give us the peace of innocence,
Kiss the icons of deceit,
Hope is all you need.

Show me your thirsty eyes
Will you learn the painful lessons? (bis)

Are you waiting for me?
Are you fearing me? (bis).

Come and read the signs
The signs in this pale wall
It looks like an epitaph.
Over a forgotten tomb.