In my darkest hour I breathe out the name and sigh
I'm for her to devour to rape with whips of shame... and I sigh
The state I ache to be in, the state I crave for
The bringer of the night
reveals the blessing disguised with one touch
A shepherd for her blind, a light into these eyes... with one touch
The state I ache to be in, the state I crave for
So, can you see I believe by the blood that I seep
that it's worth all the hurt
and the tears that I desperately weep
Can you see I believe and no longer grieve
And it's worth all the hurt and the fears that I desperately keep
"Состояние"
В мой самый черный час я произношу имя и вздыхаю
Я нужен ей, чтоб уничтожить, чтоб хлестать плетью стыда... и я вздыхаю
Состояние в котором я болею
Состояние которого я жажду
Приносящая ночь, срывает покров святости одним прикосновением
Пастырь для слепца, свет в этих глазах... одним прикосновением
Состояние в котором я болею
Состояние которого я жажду
Итак, посмотри – я верю кровью, которую я проливаю,
Что это стоит всех страданий
И слез, которые я лью в отчаянии
Посмотри – я верю и больше не горюю
И это стоит всех страданий и страхов,
Которые я отчаянно храню.
In my darkest hour I breathe out the name and sigh
I'm for her to devour to rape with whips of shame ... and I sigh
The state I ache to be in, the state I crave for
The bringer of the night
reveals the blessing disguised with one touch
A shepherd for her blind, a light into these eyes ... with one touch
The state I ache to be in, the state I crave for
So, can you see I believe by the blood that I seep
that it's worth all the hurt
and the tears that I desperately weep
Can you see I believe and no longer grieve
And it's worth all the hurt and the fears that I desperately keep
"Condition"
In my darkest hour I say the name and sigh
She needs me to destroy, to whip with a whip of shame ... and I sigh
The state in which I am sick
The state I crave
Bringing the night, tears off the veil of holiness with one touch
Shepherd for the blind, light in those eyes ... with one touch
The state in which I am sick
The state I crave
So look - I believe in the blood that I spill
That it's worth all the suffering
And the tears that I shed in despair
Look - I believe and I grieve no more
And it's worth all the suffering and fear
That I desperately keep
