"Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities" - Voltaire Blazing up the fire, burn my sacred sins in rain My beloved desires, die out and lost in pain Wealth dreams and pyres disappeared in foggy day Marbled old Messiahs betrayed me hard and loudly I pray Gloria-Patri Burning hopes and voices,calling loudly my name Silent words and noises whisper loudly and say Gloria-Patri "Κύριε ἐλέησον" Gloria-Patri