All word call out: "You are nothing",
You are only dirt on his heel,
But you must not believe, 'cos you are - Man
Only sin make you a slave.
Let be for you emptiness
All, that hold you
There is only one the Savior,
In his hands death and destiny.
World is cruelty
The evil straights call for you by echo,
But you must be brave and reach by hand
To the River of Life and knowledge.
You must broke
A beaker of sorrows,
You must break a thread
That doesn't give you to live.
You must forgive
All that doesn't give you to go.
When I go on the road,
Someone emerge on meeting with me,
I take a slant to him,
It was my father
I close to him and offer my hands
I close to him and say:
"Hello, father,
It's a pity, that I don't see you all this years,
I'm sorry, I find so long!"
"I forgave you, when I died I take away you
From Abbadon!!!"
In the time of pane and sorrows
Answer the door, son,
Black brume goes away from the heart
And you'll see the eagle in the sky.
To the Throne you must go on the way
And there you can find blessedness
When in free of false pretences and evil
You'll uphold by Father's hand.