The Grave

Slova tohoto textu sa mi v mysli vynarali, pri kazdom dotyku pera o papier :p Tema je velmi jasna - vyjadruje tuzbu a ocakavanie smrti, smutok za stratenym priatelstvom a hladanie vyslobodenia. ^^

The Grave

1:

Look upon this place,
Shadows rolling on the ground,
Darkness singing with a cold wind,
My desperate look is falling out…

Farewell for those who fell…
Strength for those who live…
I see only the grey country without sun,
your leaving, I have it in my eyes, everytime…

Ref:

…everytime I look upon this place,
I see your shadow staring up from your Grave…
I don’t want to forget, but something’s calling…
My friend, soon I will follow you to our Final Walking.

2:

Share with me this illusion,
I feel happy in my soul..
Emptiness… It’s forgiven again…
I see the gate of eternity,
that was my dream,
to enter the new reality.

Ref:

Everytime I look upon this place,
I see your shadow staring up from your Grave…
I don’t want to forget, but something’s calling…
My friend, soon I will follow you to our Final Walking.

3:

Yesterday, I was clothed black,
Waiting for my destiny…
Today, the knife of justice is cutting my head.
It is so close now…
In the gathering darkness, our names are fading,
But they can’t take our graves…
Forevermore.

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