Al Kiama Chapter 2 : Çirat - Acyl

All are here standing in the same field, the others them and us.

We ask those coming from the open sky, is he among you?

They tremble, and we knew that the throne holders are nearby

Our eyes wide open facing the blinding light

We look at the throne settle down on earth, everyone is waiting and the waiting

extends

Crying under the heat which dries the tears, standing on a floor of fire,

we are seeking the shadows and we are seeking the gloom

We are walking and walking, no mater whom we are trampling

On tired knees, burned feet, we are asking lend a hand and the only answer

screaming by those who can’t stop giving

Me first!

me first!

I’m giving up, I want fucking go away

In hell in jail but never stay here

The uncertainty I can’t bear

Your name is called by the holy guard

To cross the fire

Time of account is now

No matter where you lived

No matter how you gave

All that matters is what you did

All that matters is who you are