In Cinere et Cilicio - text
But the tides of Time still leave his stain
Nothing, nothing changes, nothing is the same
Still vacuum remains, won't pass away
A clear verdict screamed that seems a storm
A voice that destroys the forlorn mansions of reasons.
A solemn warning that brings his vision
A roaring lament that becomes our anguish
A sorrowing blame where we must languish
And every times that we see your grace
My guilt oppresses our chest...
Our soul is a desert...an empty space
Far from your shadow...we hide our face...
Please save us...
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