
Date of issue: 08.01.2004
Song language: English
Morbid Rejoice |
So the mighty space closed |
And returned the old woods' vision |
Plain magic ended |
However it remained in spirit |
As strong as in transfiguration moments |
Cause i saw it with another eye |
Reception shallowness retreated |
It became my flesh |
A dark force which has made me its son |
Distant from the rest of herd |
Cannot submit to their craft |
Cannot bear their compassion |
Nothing in common with false humility |
Not considering myself a god |
Although my hatred is above me and it is pure |
My visions run to dead pyres of carrion |
Ruined monuments of pathetic life |
Crosses shattered to splinters |
And this what they builded for cons |
Taking themselves for a tending to perfection |
Truly plunged into swamps |
Lacerated and torn to pieces |
I walked out of the wood calmly |
On my old snowy path |
The trees have been bowing |
I walked out different into old enclosure |
And i know that i’ll always be returning |
When the sun smothered at sunset |
When the moon in silvery cold is rising |
So i arose in might |
With no fear into death no fear into torment |
And when i’ll drown in solitude |
It shall give me eternal peace… |
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