Black Heaven - Macbeth (麦克白)
Behold us my Lord
We are dying
Among the bleeding ruins
Of our world
Our voice is suffocated by cry
And our souls
Lie forsaken in their pain
Mankind raises
Their arms to you
And from their hands
Their children's blood drips
We are dragging ourselves
To our end why my Lord
Don't you come and save us
You are bravere
I want myself to
An ebony mantle
Why my Lord
Don't let us hurt
And save us
An ebony mantle
Has darkened the sun
And the eternal night
Will rule over the light
Please don't let me suffer here
In this cold cruel black heaven
I've seen the oceans die
And I've heard the wind cry
I'll wander in the shadow of death
Untill it's hands close my tearful eyes
Untill it's hands close my tearful eyes
Untill it's hands close my tearful eyes