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Date of issue: 06.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Second To Sun
Song language: English
Confessional of the Black Penitent |
Early morning, happens, I’m going out |
To gently hug the birch tree |
I’d want to ask the Sun |
Why the fuck I deserved this? |
Why, The Sun, are you shining? |
We’re in deepwoods |
Have you nothing to say, speachless? |
There is no single soul around me |
Maybe you can tell me something? |
Peer better in the ruins, deeper |
Not by the good, look |
So after all, people are inessential |
You’re indifferent for our grief |
The Sun still shining and whists |
The Sun can’t hear the prayer’s squeak |
It only burns with light of vengeance |
But we are heard well by The Darkness |
O, the burden of time, I know |
The Light has no end and edge |
But through the channels of dried up rivers |
One can see, everyone has own age |
Yesterday — the river, tomorrow — the steppe |
And a bit later — the forest deep |
Trees will become a deadfall |
And then again, and one more time |
Oh, if only everyone could get |
That deadfall is needed |
That happiness can be different |
But hell no, let The Sun shine |
To be a good mother, father |
Let in the child in father’s home |
Guard him from cold, here’s light and warmth |
But you should drive him away |
Here’s scream and howl, the fathers moans |
Roar of the argue of thousand voices |
The Sun shines madly |
On the cryptic soul’s rush |
O, the burden of time, I know |
The Light has no end and edge |
But through the channels of dried up rivers |
One can see, everyone has own age |
Only when you feel the time’s pain |
Throwing out the treasure of light’s gold |
The skies will break the moon’s bell |
The Sun will set behind the hill |
Winter day, or summer day |
The only thing you want to see is shadow |
Which hides the howling of the local village |
The silent scream, noise, someone’s cry |
Only when you feel the time’s pain |
Throwing out the treasure of light’s gold |
The skies will break the moon’s bell |
The Sun will set behind the hill |
Wake up, people — not always light is good |
Not all the saint in it’s existence |
Not all the happiness in deity |
But anyway, you’ll never learn |