Letra de Sepulchre

Keep it there flawless
Keep it in hourglass
Hours are passing
Irreparably
Can I suppress the old remorse
Can one illumine a leaden sky
Wounded as a dying man, bereaved
This broken warrior who despairs, bereaved
Taken to ground, bereaved
To have a cross above his grave
You are the one to whom the wolves cry
Bereaved, wounded as a dying man
Bereaved, this broken warrior who despairs
Bereaved, taken to the ground
Bereaved, to have a cross above his grave
You are the one to whom the wolves cry