Syszysz gos ponad chmurami i w Twym umyle niczym mur
Co blokuje, co wytrzymuje
Saby bl
Oczy masz mocno zamknite, boisz si
Czy to ju?
Pustka sw, a ycie zcite
Jaki bl
Zaczniesz czu strach i pokor, pjdziesz w cisz i senny busz.
Zamkniesz czas i swoje donie zoysz tu
To twj bunt, twe wasne sowa, wasny wiat i wasny strach.
Wok szum, wic walisz gow
Saby bl
Gosy ciche niczym wiatr,
Gosy martwych, gosy lat.
Ciche szepty martwych dusz
To twj bunt,
Twe wasne sowa.
W cieniu snu i martwych drzew ciche odrzwia chyl si,
Tylko wicher mwi co - jakby kto
Blisko "kto"
Zacz myle, zacz czu,
Odej w cisz, w senny busz.
Cisza nocy, pustka sw,
Wasne lki, wasny duch
[English translation:]
You hear the voices, above the clouds...
There, in your head, like a wall
Something stands on the way of your pain
So strange pain
Your eyes closed in fear, who do you want to hide?
It is now?
Empty words, and life that hurts
Is this pain?
You will start to feel the fear, in the silence you will go
You will close your time, and your hands - no move!
This is your rebellion, your own words, own world and the own fear
Around you noise... Do you feel now?
This strange pain
Silent voices like a wind
Voice of dead ones, voice of years
Silent whispers of dead souls...
Rebellion!
Those are your own words
In the shadows of your dreams, dead trees, someone opened tears.
Only wind will whisper words, like a human
Now so close
I want to think, want to feel
In the silence I want go
Calm and warm night, empty words
My own fears - and my own doors!
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
