Текст песни Draconian - The Everlasting Scar

Shall now see, I lost
And I called up to the mountain from the outside
Do not let the admiration
And touch my soul.

I see thee in the shadow of each
In every moment that I breathe.
You like the quiet, pale wanderer,
Whose time has come for a long time already.

I - a life that knows how to die
I - a voice that ever fell silent,
Tear, torn, grows cold,
And the voice of death, coldness, lih.

Oh, if only the world allowed
I'd become a swan for a moment
And this nightmare is not observed,
Creation of my eternal wounds

He created life heartless
Love that does not kill
Not me heal my sorrow
And it remains only to live

Going through life as a murderer
Dressed in the sound of silence
I suffer in your shelter
And dipping into mourning souls.

Now I'd die for hug
Incurable pain already
Do not let the admiration
And touch my soul.