People Of Purgatory

Poor lives hiding in the shells,
True souls writing own fate,
Black rain falling on the ground
End is near for all poor forms

Chains, chains, chains of hatred
Blame, blame, blame me for my sins

My screams echoed in darkness,
And calling you...
Trying to hold you closer,
But no one hears...

Trying to join you with my all strength
But you get lost in endless space
Quietly, side by side in black soil,
Death comes and makes me grace

Let me...
Join you...
Accept me for gather in eternity

Give me...
Your light...
For being together in your grave

Let me...
Join you...
Accept me for gather in eternity

Give me...
Your light...
For being together in your grave