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Песня: Through Infectious Waters (A Sickness Elegy)
This flesh holds me captive and in quest of liberation...
As the sheep flock in the dissonance, I tread in dissent.
To the piercing light that sears our hearts;
To the sickness that plagues our spirits...
I cannot revere in this blind acceptance and falter in my comprehension.

Forfeit my injured soul, this affliction I respire!
Heal this restless spirit — that bestowed naught.
Heal this heart that approached the world, as I relegate — I consign!
Heal my heart, my weeping soul...
I consign this putrid flesh.

Nothing here, nobody there...
Erroneous illness shouting.
The outcry reviles this tattered soil...
Drowning the world in filth and distortion.

Forfeit my injured soul, this affliction I respire!
Heal this restless spirit — that bestowed naught.
Heal this heart that approached the world, as I relegate — I consign!
Heal my heart, my weeping soul...
I consign this putrid flesh.

I'll leave my conscience to die.
A barrenness of dreams and anticipation;
Life and hope shrivel into the void.
Heal my heart that approached the world, as I relegate — I consign!
Heal this heart, my weeping soul...
I consign this putrid flesh.

In this pantheon of sorrow,
We are everything, yet nothing!
And as long we're breathing,
The burden devoid of conclusion!

Unaided I slither — ravaged, silent and alone.
I smolder in anxious strife; I decline these exhausted remnants of decay.
The world is coming to an end; a vast ocean of disease...
All hope is lost... or perhaps this is the cradle of salvation.

I must tranquil these turbulent waters.
No more expressions shall leave my trait...
No further words shall be spoken.
This illness they conceived broke my tired wings.


Through Infectious Waters (A Sickness Elegy)

This flesh holds me captive and in quest of liberation...
As the sheep flock in the dissonance, I tread in dissent
To the piercing light that sears our hearts;
To the sickness that plagues our spirits...
I cannot revere in this blind acceptance and falter in my comprehension

Forfeit my injured soul, this affliction I respire!
Heal this restless spirit – that bestowed naught
Heal this heart that approached the world, as I relegate – I consign!
Heal my heart, my weeping soul...
I consign this putrid flesh

Nothing here, nobody there...
Erroneous illness shouting
The outcry reviles this tattered soil...
Drowning the world in filth and distortion

Forfeit my injured soul, this affliction I respire!
Heal this restless spirit – that bestowed naught
Heal this heart that approached the world, as I relegate – I consign!
Heal my heart, my weeping soul...
I consign this putrid flesh

I'll leave my conscience to die
A barrenness of dreams and anticipation;
Life and hope shrivel into the void

Heal this heart that approached the world, as I relegate – I consign!
Heal my heart, my weeping soul...
I consign this putrid flesh

In this pantheon of sorrow
We are everything, yet nothing!
And as long we're breathing
The burden devoid of conclusion!

Unaided I slither – ravaged, silent and alone
I smoulder in anxious strife; I decline these exhausted remnants of decay
The world is coming to an end; a vast ocean of disease...
All hope is lost... or perhaps this is the cradle of salvation

I must tranquil these turbulent waters
No more expressions shall leave my trait...
No further words shall be spoken
This illness they conceived broke my tired wings

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По заразной воде

Я заложник своей плоти и ищу избавления...
Как овца, отбившаяся от стада, я бесцельно бреду
К всепроникающему свету, что испепеляет наши сердца,
К заразе, что овладела нашими душами...
И слепо приняв свою долю, я не могу свернуть, и не знаю, куда иду.

Я отрекаюсь от своей израненной души, от заразы, которой дышу!
Излечи мой неприкаянный дух, это Ничто, дарованное мне...... [открыть перевод]

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