Текст песни Отто дикс - Белый Пепел.. Гот

We go to our dark countries at night,
White ashes sprinkled with hot wounds;
And for all our dreams, we will punish the sky
But no one will hear, and no one will order ...
And we don't need anyone, we do not love anyone,
We will not be such as all other people
We sold our soul shadows on cheap ...
Someone quietly pours the poison of prayers to our ears ...
White ash striped Our eternal fee;
Where we leave there is neither pain or fear,
Our time through the fingers is dried by water;
Wherever we leave us, no one cares ...
There only he survives who is questioned
One who could pretend to be his own shadow;
Do not tolerate compassion, do not feel pity,
It's all that we can, what we do left ......

Goth

She crawled hair
And painted them into black.
On the wrists - bloody stripes,
And there are no roads back.

Eternal mourning, longing and crucifixion.
No smiles on black lips.
These children play curses
And wish to stay in dreams.

The night of them for the goddess is considered
And for God - a bloody sunset.
They are so much wandering around them -
These gloomy and pale guys.

Eternal mourning, longing and crucifixion.
No smiles on black lips.
These children play curses
And wish to stay in dreams.

She locked his door to the world tightly.
Maybe the demon for her will come.
And hugging, he whispers her ear:
"Sleep quietly, my little goth."

Eternal mourning, longing and crucifixion.
No smiles on black lips.
These children play curses
And wish to stay in dreams.