DAGGERS FOR YOUR PAIN
City, damned by the God, will not ever wake up:
Time here is drowned in gloom sorrow.
Soiled in piercing mad shame, I've been toy in your game:
Who you'll be playing with tomorrow?
Victims you're making cry, still live, but wish to die,
As they have no any future. 
But within all this hurt have you already learned,
That you'll be doomed for same torture?
Every fear you have brought, every lie you have told
Will be turned into your hangman,
Shaking you on your knees, tearing apart your peace,
Shutting the door to the Savior...
So before you believe no one dares to forgive,
Come back to my silent prison,
Where I keep till last day daggers for your cruel pain,
For all your doubts with no reason.