"Mea culpa" I repeat again
As for a ghost of the cold midnight.
"Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa",
As a prophecy my words are flawed.
Can't I see my fault of life
In the sin of a sleeping vice...
"Mea culpa" walls repeat with me
In the infinity of a lonely cathedral.
This cathedral is my soul's pain
But I cannot understand my sin,
"Mea Culpa" I repeat again
Just because all people try to judge.
But you, people, weren't suppose to judge me...
Where's my sin? Who can see it?
"Mea culpa" I repeat again,
I repeat but don't agree with it.
Only God's able to judge my way
People don't have the right for me!