I shut all the skeletons In my cage of silver and gold Grief, drop after drop It gave shape to endless stalactites of my cave Flowers and candles adorned my room Blood, blood stain sheets! Blood, blood stain sheets! In the black theater it starts pantomime of sorrows A man with his cross as given birth to incest A man with a crown of thorns A feast of suffering In the theater of martyrium My face is the blackness And the resurrection My face is the blackness And the resurrection My face is the blackness And the resurrection! Resurrection is real d**h! "After so many sufferings And a cruel martyrium I've resurrected Glorified and purified From every stain!"