He could do nothing, was so defenceless,   Grief only and teardrops on face remained   In a cold cell black angel rests - the mother   Does not cry, cold as ice, which iced up   Tiny limbs of her son   Time is eternity, punishment supreme   Black angel slowly crushes the ice   Shiver, feeling it's state   In the dark cell dancing shadows   Remind of lost little figure   Sudden cold breeze skims sleeping mother's forehead,   In darkness scream resounds   You have to forgive, to wipe tears, to love   You have to kill, to hurt, to hate   You have to forgive, to wipe tears, to love   You have to kill, to hurt, to hate   You have to forgive, to wipe tears, to love   You have to kill, to hurt, to hate   You have to forgive, to wipe tears, to love   You have to kill, to hurt, to hate