Praesepe - Great Silence
текст песни

Absorbed in own thoughts
We breathing of stigma existence
Thoughtfully in the silence of lonely wanderings
Having the key to part of the truth
We breathe quietly
Monotonous pace, we go further

Cortege towards the infinite path
Dried, weathered
Dirty and sweaty
Malodorous of life
Effort degraded
Overwhelmed
Flooding into the mud
Humiliated

We keep a book of our superstitions
We weep in solitude
Harmonic discord fooled
Impetuous stream we're flowing
Cradled his melody
Purified and immaculate
Odorous of death
Solaced by calm
Persevered
Emerge
Raised

Following the freedom
Silently singing sorrowful song
Stunned melody of nature