Do you remember the fate of the fallen angel,
that had become a part of our common destiny?
His first crime and first guilt,
molded into the crust of every man.
His deep remorse will never leave
and the sense of spoiled spirit will persist.
No good deed will bring relief.
And after every failed attempt,
we turn to past and understand,
that there is no path to salvation,
no going back to initiation,
as we lost the traces of creation.
The only way is to finish the play,
to perform our part with no delay,
putting delighted faces for display,
to sin and sin again and run to pray,
thinking God will give another day,
to mend the broken pieces of yesterday.