Heavy cross on my shoulders  Tears lie wound in the heart  Fall into the abyss of anger and  Break against the stones in the human skin  Someday I will lay  Better way of myself  Someday I will stay  See the light in the end.  What a filth! I'm enslaved by myself  I need a strength in order to awaken  What a flame! The stones see...   I believed in purity of their intentions  Oh, my sweet sunset  I don't want nothing else  Have opportunity to return  But the fire burns  I would want sprout the kernel of truth  But dry up the living spring  I would want to remain  But it makes no sense