Текст песни Estatic Fear - Ode to Solitude Pt.3

Freed from mens insanity
I feel my grief stricken heart still burn
Bracing my soul through night's loneliness
I sense a glimpse of shelter return.

Burdened with the insight of my loneliness
I continue my journey through this night.
Passed have the times when the glimmer of hope
Filled my heart with gentle delight.

All the years that the currents of fortune
Have planted the seeds of my grief
My eyes have been fooled by the masks of joy,
My desperate hopes deceived.

So let us now gather the harvest
Of the past solitary days.
And bath our peace craving eyes
In sin's magnificent grace.

The night shall pass and a cold morning breeze
shall obscure the traces of my pitiful existence.
For not a stone shall mark the place where
silence embraced me and guided my cheerful
soul into the charm of everlasting solitude.