The long distress and fifteen wild September;
With a fogging eyes you start to fade and disappear;
Left this all behind with a such of tear ;
Neither do i can't expect the unexpected with less of suffer;
Dear god and dear all my enemies;
I beg you for a mercy can you see me now on my knees;
Even this rage was filled in me like a glorious breeze;
Nothing but silent has appear and left me here without a tears;
