Lyrics Christmas Mercy - Mental Home

Christmas Mercy

Taste the sky, grip the snow in your hands
Suffering comes again… again…
So alone, like leaf on the wind in little world
Ask yourself «Where is my God ?»
Still alive, your skin on face’s like a stone
No one stands near your bed, you lay unmove
Darkness closes and dried lips feel the heat
Oh, my God, how much I repent…
Sun goes down, and never rised for seven years
Mist of night embraced your wheel chair
Think of past, and bitter piece seals your throat
Comprehend, it’s greatest sin you’ve made
Samael … Show me path, I feel my wings
Break the spell, in gasping snow I feel my love
Take my soul, I wanna return in this dirty world
But give me back… My heart…