I will pay out
With my tears, my money and pain.
There's no doubt
That my life is a wicked game.
I will pay out
Every coin which is the fodder
For bells that shout
Of false faith and the world's disorder.
I will cry out
All my pain frozen since green years,
Foe now I can't
Help letting out my childish tears.
I will pay out
With my heart that is shattered.
I will do that
For it seems like my final battle.
17.11.2014 – tr. (4:50)
I will pay out
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