Testo Cat's Worst Grave

I remember yearnings, so long ago Hiding in your helping hands, feeling low Every line I know, every song I learned by heart You stopped the flow from my bleeding soul After lover's grief had torn it apart Your comfort and your purity encouraged me To keep my dreams alive, to stand up to the storm In your tenderness, in your peacefulness you smiled You were so strong in your morality And so lovely like a child Heart of gold turned to stone Heart so old stop to pray "Salman must die! The arrow's on its way!" What has become of you, which devil burned your mind I know in wintertime it's hard to catch a leaf In your loneliness, in your rain you saw no light You who healed so many wounds, were killed in the fight Torturers must have robbed your corpse Torturers taught you to pray "Salman must die! The arrow's on its way!" I can't believe my ears It's not true what you say It's not you. You pray The divine satanic verses revealed satanic minds A grey old man without a smile, the cheering mob behind Inside their blinded hearts, mercy rebels in vain And their hate destroys unrestrained Is this a world you like, a heaven on earth, my friend Teaser and the firecat would've been tortured 'til the end I hope your god is merciful, more merciful than you Sad Lisa won't trust you no more Heart of stone return to gold Heart so old stop to pray "Salman must die! The arrow's on its way!" I can't believe my ears It's not true what you say It's not you. You pray Back in his hiding place, a poet tries to cry Last lines on a yellow sheet So cold without you, love