Your Masterplan

Why to kill him?...what’s Your will?
He has fought and suffered, was about to win 
But the illness rarely loses and no miracle in that day’s eve
He was glad to be tried
He wanted to live

...Bleed for living...Bleed for living... Bleed for living...

What is Your masterplan?

God I trust in You and I am sure there was a reason
But we humans don’t perceive it
And we suffer more and more
Give me a clue of Your aim
Please quiet myself

Constantly searching, it seems like I’m lost
Moments moments, I live all alone
I’ll raise to You poor and desperate words
God please, God please, let him rest in Your dome!

What is Your will?
It’s on account of life of a man…

I remember the days spent with him in happy places
Then I think to a faded four leaved
And my blood ices in veins
All the pleasant moments didn’t make us foresee the tragedy
Sons dancing near the grave with in eyes father’s pictures
Rivers of tears had flowed and oceans of questions delivered
I wish I could see the whole project then perhaps my heart will be quiet
Help me to sew up my lacered heart

God I trust in You but I don’t understand the reason
It was You behind the bed 
and if it’s not tell me where were You?
Give me a clue of Your aim
Please quiet myself

Constantly searching, it seems like I’m lost
Moments moments, I live all alone
I’ll raise to You poor and desperate words
God please, God please, let him rest in Your dome!

What is Your will?
It’s on account of life of a man…