Grey Heaven Fall - That Nail In A Heart
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Падение во мрак подобно глотку Истины.
Как знак, что безмолвно мне приказал напасть
На образ Господа, теряющего власть.
Я утопаю в пустоте, что внутри меня
Холодным безумием расползлась,
Обезобразила и осквернила то, что я осмелился презирать.
Я чувствовал, как цветет во мне
Червивое древо скорби, и я оберегал его,
Оградив куполом удушающей тревоги,
В беспокойстве я славил падение свое.
Покуда был я одержим
Абсурдным погружением в бескрайность пустоты...
Мертв в груди Господь и серый рай его пал,
И на его могиле я воздвигну храм
Темного завета, где я в страдании ответ искал:
Ты меня иль я тебя, Господь, создал?
Я низвергаю черное пламя ненависти на алтарь Творца
Я - Его черная Болезнь.
Я гвоздь в своем сердце.
Я славлю хаотичный танец червей
В остывшей плоти Христа.
Я - хранитель боли в невинных сердцах,
Пригвожденных к черному гробу Творца.
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6. That Nail in a Heart
Falling down into the dark is equal to the gulp of Truth,
As a sign you to order silently me to attack
God’s sacred image, which is losing His power.
I am drowning in the emptiness,
Which has crawled away as cold insanity inside me.
And disfigured and defiled the things I dare despise.
I felt the worm-eaten tree of grief blooming in me.
I was protecting it.
By having enclosed with the dome of suffocating disquiet,
in the alarm I famed my falling.
While I was possessed with absurd immersion
Into the boundless emptiness…
God is dead in chest and his gray paradise fell.
I shall raise the temple of the dark covenant on His grave
Where I was looking for the answers in suffering:
Who was the Creator, you or me?
I overthrow black flame of hatred to the alter of Creator
I am His black disease. I am the nail in my heart.
I glorify chaotic dance of worms in Jesus’s cold flesh.
I am a keeper of pain in innocent hearts,
Which were nailed down to the black coffin of the Creator.
Как знак, что безмолвно мне приказал напасть
На образ Господа, теряющего власть.
Я утопаю в пустоте, что внутри меня
Холодным безумием расползлась,
Обезобразила и осквернила то, что я осмелился презирать.
Я чувствовал, как цветет во мне
Червивое древо скорби, и я оберегал его,
Оградив куполом удушающей тревоги,
В беспокойстве я славил падение свое.
Покуда был я одержим
Абсурдным погружением в бескрайность пустоты...
Мертв в груди Господь и серый рай его пал,
И на его могиле я воздвигну храм
Темного завета, где я в страдании ответ искал:
Ты меня иль я тебя, Господь, создал?
Я низвергаю черное пламя ненависти на алтарь Творца
Я - Его черная Болезнь.
Я гвоздь в своем сердце.
Я славлю хаотичный танец червей
В остывшей плоти Христа.
Я - хранитель боли в невинных сердцах,
Пригвожденных к черному гробу Творца.
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6. That Nail in a Heart
Falling down into the dark is equal to the gulp of Truth,
As a sign you to order silently me to attack
God’s sacred image, which is losing His power.
I am drowning in the emptiness,
Which has crawled away as cold insanity inside me.
And disfigured and defiled the things I dare despise.
I felt the worm-eaten tree of grief blooming in me.
I was protecting it.
By having enclosed with the dome of suffocating disquiet,
in the alarm I famed my falling.
While I was possessed with absurd immersion
Into the boundless emptiness…
God is dead in chest and his gray paradise fell.
I shall raise the temple of the dark covenant on His grave
Where I was looking for the answers in suffering:
Who was the Creator, you or me?
I overthrow black flame of hatred to the alter of Creator
I am His black disease. I am the nail in my heart.
I glorify chaotic dance of worms in Jesus’s cold flesh.
I am a keeper of pain in innocent hearts,
Which were nailed down to the black coffin of the Creator.
Falling into darkness is like a throat of truth.
As a sign that I was silently ordered to attack me
On the image of the Lord, losing power.
I drown in the void that inside me
Cold madness was spreading,
She disfigured and defiled what I dared to despise.
I felt how it blooms in me
A worm tree of sorrow, and I protected it,
Frusting the dome of suffocating anxiety,
In anxiety, I praised my fall.
As long as I was obsessed
Absurd immersion in the endlessness of emptiness ...
The Lord and the Gray Paradise fell dead in his chest,
And on his grave I will erect a temple
The Dark Testament, where I was looking for an answer in suffering:
You or I, Lord, created me?
I am overthrowing the black flame of hatred on the altar of the Creator
I am his black illness.
I am a nail in my heart.
I glorify the chaotic dance of worms
In the cooled flesh of Christ.
I am a keeper of pain in innocent hearts,
The creator nailed to the black coffin.
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6. That nail in a heart
Falling Down Into the Dark Is Equal to the Gulp of Truth,
As a sign you to Order Silently Me to Attack
God’s Sacred Image, Which Ising His Power.
I am Drowning in the Emptiness,
Which Has CRAWLED AWAYS COLD Insanity Inside Me.
And DispigURED and Defiled the Things I Dare Despise.
I Felt the Worm-Eaten Tree of Grief Blooming in Me.
I was promoting it.
Byklosed with the Dome of Suffocation Disquiet,
In the Alarm I Famed My Falling.
While I Was Possessed with Absurd Immersion
Into The Boundless Emptiness ...
God is Dead in Chest and His Gray Paradise Fell.
I Shall Raise the Temple of the Dark Covenant on His Grave
Were I Was Looking for the Answers in Suffering:
Who was the Creator, You Or Me?
I Overthrow Black Flame of Hatred to the Alter of Creator
I am his Black Disease. I am the Nail in My Heart.
I Glorify Chaotic Dance of Worms in Jesus’s Cold Flesh.
I am a Keeper of Pain in Innocent Hearts,
WHICH WERE NAILED DOWN to the Black Coffin of the Creator.
As a sign that I was silently ordered to attack me
On the image of the Lord, losing power.
I drown in the void that inside me
Cold madness was spreading,
She disfigured and defiled what I dared to despise.
I felt how it blooms in me
A worm tree of sorrow, and I protected it,
Frusting the dome of suffocating anxiety,
In anxiety, I praised my fall.
As long as I was obsessed
Absurd immersion in the endlessness of emptiness ...
The Lord and the Gray Paradise fell dead in his chest,
And on his grave I will erect a temple
The Dark Testament, where I was looking for an answer in suffering:
You or I, Lord, created me?
I am overthrowing the black flame of hatred on the altar of the Creator
I am his black illness.
I am a nail in my heart.
I glorify the chaotic dance of worms
In the cooled flesh of Christ.
I am a keeper of pain in innocent hearts,
The creator nailed to the black coffin.
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6. That nail in a heart
Falling Down Into the Dark Is Equal to the Gulp of Truth,
As a sign you to Order Silently Me to Attack
God’s Sacred Image, Which Ising His Power.
I am Drowning in the Emptiness,
Which Has CRAWLED AWAYS COLD Insanity Inside Me.
And DispigURED and Defiled the Things I Dare Despise.
I Felt the Worm-Eaten Tree of Grief Blooming in Me.
I was promoting it.
Byklosed with the Dome of Suffocation Disquiet,
In the Alarm I Famed My Falling.
While I Was Possessed with Absurd Immersion
Into The Boundless Emptiness ...
God is Dead in Chest and His Gray Paradise Fell.
I Shall Raise the Temple of the Dark Covenant on His Grave
Were I Was Looking for the Answers in Suffering:
Who was the Creator, You Or Me?
I Overthrow Black Flame of Hatred to the Alter of Creator
I am his Black Disease. I am the Nail in My Heart.
I Glorify Chaotic Dance of Worms in Jesus’s Cold Flesh.
I am a Keeper of Pain in Innocent Hearts,
WHICH WERE NAILED DOWN to the Black Coffin of the Creator.
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