Numbers, x8 Numbers on the track make me lose my balance. I think and I see again the same nightmare repeated everywhere. Saint Micheal archangel defend me in the battle, as I won't be defeated in the judgment. x2 Mother, mother tell me what's happening inside of me, I feel eleven times bigger than the highest highness. And that voice, that voice inside of me is like hail on the teeth, and it make me scream the same words again. Saint Micheal archangel defend me in the battle, as I won't be defeated in the judgment. Tell me what, what should I do with these words apart from repeating, 'Cause I am losing mind and time, dealing with such a divine matter. I gotta rest, I gotta rest and hold my spirit. Saint Micheal archangel defend me in the battle, as I won't be defeated in the judgment. Repeat, repeat is all I can do until I won't find the meaning, x3 The meaning, the meaning for this. I'll stay away from what it's weak and not clear, and mark that number on skin, As I won't lose how it makes me feel, pain is redemption and I'm still screaming, so once again I repeat.