Harvest of hate

I just want to be alive
No more at brink of myself
I’m looking for the answers among the wrong ways
Cries who hold hear my desperate cries

There is no place in heaven
The child lost the innocent traces and thats why here must die
Wasting all of my time
Behold the devil smile

Now all of angels are dying
All words tell me don’t crye I don’t believe
You buried your rotten seeds
I hope you awake

But I´m trying to find right way
But try to be free

My master brings me fire
To be free
And gives mortality
To be free

Blindness, death, misery
To be free
We are victims of divine
Sacrifice …

I see hundreds of starved sons
Why are the begging for that unknown one?
You are blidman by the fate by the fate you lie

My master brings me fire
To be free
And give more immortaly
To be free

Blindness death misery
To be free
We are victims of divine
To be free