The Suffering

Pain surrounds, Mentality is broken down The powerlessness internalize The powerless is now one with the body The strength is finished again The blood runs slowly and it feels as The life disappear out in a sea Where it is collected An insignificant drops in an eternity Then You became the suffering mouth The cursed calls, the cautious cry And a relief for all them Who has fall silent in their anguish I see but; does not understand I consult but; does not understand I feel but; does not understand… Why? A faithful witness about all the need And broken pieces that can nest in a heart An unerring, numbering man, as Venture Himself To complain in the souls bitterness Then You became the suffering mouth The cursed calls, the cautious cry Hated, dejected, attacked with defame All I ask about is a while A short second that few to exist Then you became the suffering mouth The cursed calls, the cautious cry… The frosts verdure sealed around the skin Mortify the soul Less than the wounds before the stage out The frosts verdure sealed around the skin Cools the thought More than foolishness before the stage out What is that call that rises Out of whipping iron frosted sea And draws to those who nothing has? There waits under grey clouds Undeceived brothers and sisters