Gormenghast - Loneliness | Текст песни

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• Gormenghast
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The hell devours me from within. During the day,
I somehow manage to struggle with it.
But at night it comes back to me.
Injecting the cold directly in heart,
Forcing my nature overthrow into despair.

And how to not laugh at pictures
Of the medieval artists representing
A hell as a huge frying pan with devils.
Actually he is boundless and cold.
There is nothing, except for a gloom and emptiness.

I am malicious, because I am lonely.
And I am lonely, because I am malicious.
It is vicious circle from which
I cannot escape any more.

Once I shall reach the end,
And what I’ll find?

My way as rings of a spiral
Goes round and down to the end.
And more sufferings is rendered to me
For all my affairs.

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