Worthy of You (The Sins of Thy Beloved)

A Haunting thought of my beloved Tortures me once more Dreams of love and pain To Destruct the reality. Was our passion running though night? Such condemn of my beloved? Restless weeping and praying for his happiness Taste its shades with dead. Don’t be afraid, virgin. A lamp of God For Thee my love A love that will never become real Chilling in my mind Left its place in my thoughts. Emotions of a beautiful young Time stole it and ruined his existence. My beloved is begging me My harmed sentiment Deeds of a God upon Oh, don’t be afraid of me, my love! My love Who’s that person? Forsaken out of my life Love is rising. I am condemned Of not to be worthy of you. The pain of the torture During the defence of sanity And my lust who I ignore Memories of scorn were forlorn. Deny my faded grace My mind blows the magic It deserves the demons Make reality crumble. My love Who’s that person? Forsaken out of my life Love is rising I am condemned Of not to be worthy of you.