Letra Confession de Return To Innocence original
Howbeit strong I seem to be, I have sorrow inside and ask for forgiveness. You, lady of an immaculate word And I have misused your favour. So I ask myself who am I? Once a hunter a fiance of fear now, I may not turn and look up to your face after all, It is not for the first time when I deceived a tenderness And I have not said the last word He emerged from the night, covered with the cloak, With and exhausted horse and faraway expression. How shall he address, ask for a shelter? Why was he carried with the wind straight hither? I have flowers in my arms And I hardly pull my legs in irons through the soil. A crown of thorns on my head And a fruit of life of my blood is laying under my heart, Heavier than a stone. It's your sin that lead my ways astray in the rocky paths The irons, the irons are your emotions. I she'd my blood, the blood of your blood And the blood of my blood. May it become poison and you drink water with this blood.