Текст песни
Leave the word to remain
For the ones who've gone still
Let the fog — fan the flame
Let the hush, of its own will
Send a light from below
From this world, this domain
And call the lost ones home
Let it grace them again
Let the wanderers be called
Let them crawl
Let the nameless, the latecomers
Drag their own — carry all
And call to those, after all
Who will never grant it the name
Of truth — who'll recall
How they battered the wall
Broke themselves — gave their all
Without mercy
We'll leave them
The word that is theirs
Let it burn
Like a lamp
Lit for prayers
Who is sick of it all — who is worn
That the earth lies cracked, dry as bone
That the mountains all groan?
Who is sick, who's forsworn
The water, the stone?
Who has painted them — them
In a black-and-white tone
In the red of the blots, the red sown?
On their brows — see the fright, see it rise
Is it danger — the fear in their eyes?
The clock — it never ceases
Every hand — theirs to seize
We watch — with no wall, no release
Without mercy To pieces
On my knuckles — my fingers
Split and bloodied, they crease
With a gnash, teeth lunge in — to seize
Hungry jaws that won't cease
I've gone mad — in the pain
With my soul — torn to pieces
But I
I will — keep on
I will not
Cease
