Текст песни Kharma

Listen my voice at the night winds Touching your face where the lord spit his madness Remember the glory days at the gardens of your castle Where the kings quiet at your feets where kings Quiet at your feets Remember your indiference that killed my soul Remember there's the returns law made by him to Punished cruel acts of heartless people Feel the touch of the divine hands making your body Chill and forever sleep on a carpet of sweet flowers Drink the biter wine of death at the sacred chalice of Sin and crawl at the black forest, home of impure Soul, looking for me remembering the glory days at the Gardens of your castle and kiss my mouth passionately Redeeming all your sins