WHEN GIFT BECOMES DAMNATION
Crunch of stained-glass windows
Under bare feet
Luminescent anguish
Of everyday retreat
Consubstantiality
Of discrepant wills
Breakes against mortality
Forces me to knees
Punishment of being old
Till the end of time
Everlasting pain and cold
Rational decline
Here I stand, obsessed old man
Blinded, on the very brink
Downpour is whipping me
With indelible ink
My gift became damnation
My incarceration
I'm stuck here for the ages
I'm doomed to be old man
Sentinels on guard of death
Cannot let me in
I'm deprived of their excuse
I've invented a new sin
I am doomed to be old man
Old man
Insusceptibility
To the flames of guilt
Made me perfect innocent
My emotions (are) sealed
Physical infirmity
Continual decay
Two centuries of suffering of living every day
КОГДА ДАР СТАНОВИТСЯ ПРОКЛЯТЬЕМ
Хруст витражей под босыми ногами
Люминесцирующие мучения
Ежедневных отступлений
Единосущность противоречивых желаний
Разбивается о мою смертность
Ставит меня на колени
Наказание быть стариком
До конца времен
Вечные боль и холод
Умственный упадок
И вот я стою, одержимый старик
Ослепленный, на самом краю
Ливень хлещет по мне
Несмываемыми чернилами
Мой дар стал для меня проклятьем
Моим заточением
Я застрял здесь на века
Я обречен быть стариком
Часовые на страже смерти
Не могут позволить мне войти
У них нет оправданий для меня
Я изобрел новый грех
Я обречен быть стариком
Стариком
Невосприимчивость к пламени вины
Сделали меня идеальным невиновным
Мои эмоции запечатаны
Физическая немощь, постоянный упадок
Два века страдания от жизни изо дня в день
WHEN GIFT BECOMES DAMNATION
Crunch of stained-glass windows
Under bare feet
Luminescent anguish
Of everyday retreat
Consubstantiality
Of discrepant wills
Breakes against mortality
Forces me to knees
Punishment of being old
Till the end of time
Everlasting pain and cold
Rational decline
Here I stand, obsessed old man
Blinded, on the very brink
Downpour is whipping me
With indelible ink
My gift became damnation
My incarceration
I'm stuck here for the ages
I'm doomed to be old man
Sentinels on guard of death
Can not let me in
I'm deprived of their excuse
I've invented a new sin
I am doomed to be old man
Old man
Insusceptibility
To the flames of guilt
Made me perfect innocent
My emotions (are) sealed
Physical infirmity
Continual decay
Two centuries of suffering of living every day
WHEN THE GIFT becomes a curse
Stained glass crunch under his bare feet
Luminescent torment
Daily departures
Coessentiality conflicting desires
Crashing on my mortality
It puts me to my knees
The penalty to be old
Until the end of time
Eternal pain and cold
Mental decline
And I'm obsessed with the old man
Blinded, on the edge
Heavy rain lashed at me
Indelible ink
My gift has become a curse for me
My imprisonment
I'm stuck here forever
I'm doomed to be old
The sentries on guard death
I can not enter
They have no excuse for me
I invented a new sin
I'm doomed to be old
Old Man
Immune to the flame of guilt
You make me the perfect innocent
My emotions are sealed
Physical weakness, constant decline
Two centuries of suffering from life every day
