Marching...
Through this reign of pain
Water is dream and delight
Fighting...
Walking night and day
Miserable soul
Forgotten to die
Reborn of the dead
Sword of the truth
Listen to my words
Like an eagle,i'm prepared to fly

Look at me
I'm the proof of the sin

"i was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath,my wrath did end
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not,my wrath did grow.

And i watered it in fear;
Night and morning with my tears;
And i sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles,"
Marching...
Througt this reign of pain
Water is dream and delight
Fighting...
Walking night and day
Miserable soul
Forgotten to die

Reborn of the dead
Sword of the truth
Listen to my words
Like an eagle,i'm prepared to fly

" and it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And the knew that it was mine

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole
In the morning glad i see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree"
Look at me
I'm the proof of the sin

Reborn of the dead
Sword of the the truth listen to my words
Like an eagle,i'm prepared to fly