I put my hands on your cold skin, I couldn't keep it warm... My sin... My redemption... My loneliness for centuries... Useless tears, helpless cries... In vain... For nothing... There is no one to live for. My point is completely lost... I can not share this pain With that faces full of scorn And hear the words of compassion... So disgustful... So insincere... My being stays moveless In the Morpheus' tender embrace, Like a frozen stone river, Like fire died out so long ago... I make a nameless sacrifice For my thwarted ambition... In the name of my sin... In the name of my redemption...