Those who can make you believe absurdities

Can make you commit atrocities

Blazing up the fire, burn my sacred sins in rain

My beloved desires, die out and lost in pain

Wealth dreams and pyres disappeared in foggy day

Marbled old Messiahs betrayed me hard and loudly I pray

Gloria-Patri

Burning hopes and voices calling loudly my name

Silent words and noises whisper loudly and say

Gloria Patri

Gloria Patri

Kyrie eleison

Kyrie eleison

Kyrie eleison

Kyrie eleison

Gloria-Patri

Gloria-Patri