Dirty White Wings (The Nomad)

My childhood was a monument of hypocrisy I was growing fed with my ancestors' God I used to fall a sleep with a sing of cross Which I never understood My eyes shined A light of the stars Desires penetrated The walls of bodies I look in the sky at assure of the expanse I deep inside Where is the paradise? My life isn't laughter My way isn't path Battered down by you White wings are flapping without any hope The sad tears are flowing as blood from unwanted wound Words are empty when wind has already blown them away And you are still killing in the name of fate Distant flame warms me strongly A glow of its words inside me I flow a border of its truth I pace a path of my desires I'm rocking by the wind Filled up with anger And spot the time with serenity My life is hell of your paradise Thy words are the false drowned in a mud Thy curse is life a step forward My eyes shined A light of the stars Desires penetrated The walls of bodies