I feel it I feel it
Oshaya and Odessa
Darkness of the forest
Thick
Meat
Raging
Devils of hell
Basilisk nearby
And asp
Poison
Pimples
They're prowling everywhere
looking looking looking
A thousand fell
From country
Yes, we are detached
Not involved
Not baptized
We are not dumb
But we're not there
And not the poisonous flesh of Christ
Eucharist on the lips
Those who have not tasted
Those who didn't drink blood
Blood not shed
Extras everywhere
Won't come any closer
Arrow to us
Yes, guide us in action
Not shackled
Night terror
May he pass us by
Ahead
And before confession
We'll get there
Blue evening
White day
And out of the darkness
Coming out
Let's sing psalms
Jan' 23