The Reposal Of Hollowness

Every thoughts I carry
Emotions, in that moment, overflows
In silence I cry
Who wants to listen to me?
Perfect but dishonest
You place yourself straight on, fathers right side

Born without sin, as me
But the sins begin, when you put yourself first
Who or what is the lord, over you, over me, over them
Without any humility
You expect as usual magic wonders

He, who loves me
Who sees me as his own
Takes care of me, even when the world is crackling
My happiness is in his hands
Luck comes, luck goes
But you remain our farther though
Preserve me, from all evil
And from them who threathens me

Every thoughts is all about me
Caring for anyone, I barely have
Why should I care
Don’t even know why I am here
Perfect but dishonest

He, who loves me
Who sees me as his own
Takes care of me, even when the world is crackling
My happiness is in his hands
Luck comes, luck goes
But you remain our farther though
Preserve me, from all evil
And from them who threathens me
Allow me, to be yours every single day
Like a little and innocent child
This is, this was, this still are
The reposal of hollowness