My old enemy died so I was born,
a same face and hands we wear,
Yet I live and he is gone,
Once our mind same eyes did share.
In the days of flame
I call to the nameless
The ones who have fallen
To the same world that i did.
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Through the veil of waters of sea,
Embraced by an icy mist,
A face with an open mouth i see,
That pierces wounds with light of bliss,
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Close my eyes with the fingers of clay
there will be no bells or chants
No one knows i died today
No one to whom i could repent
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'Look beyond the gallows! ',
said to me a priest,
'for if you repent, your doom you'll prevent,
and you need not fear God in least! '
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