Zlutz Let Me Speak
Let me speak, you owe me
A great deal because you made me love
I'd rather have my ears shattered
Than to hear the phone not ring
And now the tones of pain
Demand I hear them out
So now I've come again
Where grief and weeping are found
And so I came where light is mute
A place that moans as oceans do
Embalmed by storms
Embattled scorns
I can't do this anymore
There is no misery so great
Memories guarding Hell's gate
But if you so yearn to trace
Then through tears I shall say
Doves when called by their desires
Will come with wings spreading high
And now lifeless bodies fall
For dead
You owe me this revenge, God
I insist that you grant it me
I loved him quite madly
More fool that I was for him
