Come, little angel, and sit by my side
I need someone to talk to, 'cause I can't see the light
I look for a guardian, "Take my thousand sins away"
Are the last lines before he decides to pray again

(Here is X...Friday, December 13, 7:25 Babylonian time)

My brain works faster than the day before
And when I shut one door, I hear another open
All his trust, faith and belief is gone
After the minute they've preserved him from the dawn
And I wonder, and I wonder
How a place could leave his mind alone with me

An eerie mural makes me see
His sieve of broken memories
I'm coming near but not enough
Disclosing your illusion

Why is the world so afraid?
Searching for the way to January sun, January sun
And why can the last December days not remember where to go?
January sun

His nether world is more dimensional
And now I could inhale his frenzied wintertale
A brand-new being rises out black snow
This ship of dark decades can tell me where I go
To remember, and I remember
When I close my eyes, the angel says to me:
Confess your sins and take my hand
I give you back your memory
The time has come to see a land
Of reverse allegory tales

And the end of a rainbow on your journey to a place you meet yourself
And searching for a pharos glowing
Why in the world is it me searching for the way to January sun?
January sun

X - 7:35 - now I'm zero

Here is something to believe in on our way
Let us turn into the January sun (Hostimentium - dominatio)
I am nothing but a sand grain in a gear of the universe
Equation of the tide (Amnestia, mors Christ-0)
Why, why is the gift to be free
This new identity? (Christ-0, Christ-0, Christ-0, Christ-0)

Come, little angel, and sit by my side
I need someone to talk to, now I can see the light
My life is a station where the darkness meets the day
Hear the last lines before I design to fade away