Artist: grave
Song: ...and here i die... satisfied
Hanging, hanging here crying
Slowly I'm dying with tears in my eyes
My worlds is turning black
And here I die crucified
What kind of father are you who betray
Are you my father creator of Earth
Did you give me birth
Do you exist? Where do you hide?
Now as I die
There is no god to be son to
There is no son to be god to
Why did you betray me? Why didn't you save me!
My world is turning black
And here I die... Crucified, satisfied
