Billions of candles burn in my brain ...
It smells like wax from my thoughts ...
The icon is me ...
I'm depicted in it up to my waist ...
My eyes are clear
From the burning candles inside ...
... I can accept
Your repentance
And forgive your sins
By waving the candle's reflection ...
My temple is like yours ...
But I believe in the Son of God
And on Sunday, the last day ...
It makes me feel better
And less
It is necessary for sins
To put and burn
Candles for oneself ...
Billions of candles are burning in me
For each and every one
God ! Forgive the damned !
Because they do not know what they are doing ...
Because they do not know what they are doing...
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