Текст песни Stigmata - учесть моя теперь решена

Forgive me, God, let my sins
And I vzlechu to heaven

I'm sorry, maybe I'm blind
Maybe I'm a fool
Maybe I am in this life is doing wrong

Thoughts fly high
I ran after you, behind you
Dear empty
I treat you, behind you
Straight to Hell

Understand the stupidity of love candy
And I fear all their exactions
Look, I did not want people to evil
My fate is solved
And my wings will burn in hell

Pride delight of the gods

Shaky sky crunches underfoot

Cuts iron
Vienna Jesus
Blood
Crimson paint
Stigmata

The will to God
Gives Blood

Once again his eyes in the darkness
I did not want to die on the cross
At that time in the land of fire
My soul, forgive me