كلمات Let The Flame

We live awaiting death We die awaiting life We're blind and only feel Cold breath of funeral wind The silent whisper of truth Will never be heard and understood Hiding the sinful frenzy Under the mask of piety To kneel, to pray To touch your scares again Weep over the wounds of your Lord Mortify the flesh, give him your blood Let the flame purify our bane Through the tangled corridors of life We run to the trap With hope to see the light