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Ten lies for the execution

One sin for the expiation

I loved the God more than anyone

I substituted other cheek for the hit

I loved the misters and regretted the poor

And what I have in the end of my way?

Will you sob on my tomb?

I have lived my life for nothing

How could I believe in those things

The brands of innocence flares on my palms

Do not blame me for treachery

I've understood essence of the life

You felt bearing your cross

But again rose from the knees

Why have you deceived me

The insatiable child of defect?

Will you sob on my tomb?

I have lived my life for nothing

How could I believe in those things

The brands of innocence flares on my palms

As spikes of memoirs penetrate my consciousness

I weep

I shall never forget that day when I was obscured

By your light