Resurrection

Heart is thumping no more,
Puls is under zero,
Soul goes through the door,
Death comes through the window.

Cold body lies on white bed,
I don;t feel your breath,
You;ll never lift up zhe head,
You have to live, you have to breath.

Don;t go away,
You must stay here.
Don;t go this way,
It directs to white hero.
Open your eyes and breath the air,
Look at the sky,
The bird of desteny flys there.
Its your soul takes wing to the sky
And its up the clouds forever.

The angels in white clothes
Give back you to live.
But you sink into the depths,
Only the hope lives in belief.

Cold trembling ran through body,
Heart hars and exploded intensity.
I feel your cold souls breath,
And sudden comes the death.

Only the silence reigns,
And you breaths no more.
Only the devil rules,
And the soul is not pure.

The thumping of hearts are hearing in the darkness,
In that hell of illusion we;re in the deepness.
The dead body was resurrected by people,
Cause your soul is pure and heart purple.