Translated by A. Z. Foreman - In Your Time of Grief lyrics
In your time of grief, hold up your heart, Even if you stand at slaughter's doors. The candle, before flickering out, flares up, And the lion with a stab-wound roars.
In your time of grief, hold up your heart, Even if you stand at slaughter's doors. The candle, before flickering out, flares up, And the lion with a stab-wound roars.