The City of Sins

I the little girl beating the waves of wind,

Through the unuttered land I ride,

Through the holy City of Sins,

When all at once, I saw a cuddling couple,

There on my lover’s balcony, they muddle,

I wished my eyes burnt,

For they have uttered lies and lies.

Cries

Cries

Cries

Here I rash through stairs,

While doomsday eye stares.

In the un-uttered land of Christ,

I stood in fear, O who shall bear my fear,

Blood on blood, my hands are red.

Praise me god for I shall never be praised,

For I’ve taken the souls of yours,

Here I urge you to take what’s not mine

But yours.