キスの流星 -Instrumental- - No3b

How useless to keep my heart pure and wash my hands in innocence. When I was stricken all day long, suffered punishment. Day after day. Heavens are away. Can he

When the cursed all are banished Doomed to that devouring furnace Summon me among the blessed. On my knees I fall (before them) Grant the dead eternal rest perp

The book before them Where all records have been written When Creation comes in Trial Then the Gods will sit in Judgement Canticles as hope Do not forsake me Se

Heaven wasn't Wasn't as was fold My heart throbs My strength is spent The very light has gone from my eyes Evil for Good I count on you God It's you God Who wil

As I think of you. With cries that pierce me to the heart For I own all the beasts Of the forest beasts in theirs thousands on my hills. With cries that pierce