The Empyrean - The Confession | Текст песни

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The lamps are squinting sharply, exuding the last beams of light,
And the darkest corners of my soul are almost blinded.
This is the last breath of the last night,
As I’ve almost finished and I’m almost not fighting.
This world… It should have been only a dream, the beautiful but hidden one,
The one I should have never tried to beheld again.
And staring down the barrel of a gun
I must have seen the bullet but not just the beautifully planned end.
What have I done? What do you see? Have I paid off my debt?
As I’m utterly sure, there was something to pay for.
There were too many secrets, that must have been kept.
There were too many lies, too much love, too much hatred.
They were killing me, as I was falling apart trying to forgive myself.
They were filling me with the seeds of unforgiving and the sand of unbeliefs.
They were torching me, and I died every time you were trying to help,
As that was certainly not what they tried to achieve.
And they were saving every word I was crying in prayer
And I was holding every whisper that you’ve answered me instead,
And I know, I am broken, unrecoverable, so just hold your breath and don’t save me.
Not this time, not anymore, not when I am dead.

I am on my knees, building a beautiful castle of hope,
The untouchable temple of my love and my believes.
This is the last dose of the last dope,
That is compressing my heart, so I can hardly breath.
I am in the sea, filling the waters with tears of my compassion,
Watching the sunset burning in thousands of flames,
I can clearly see the red sigh, saying: “Just forget it! CAUTION!”
But I must make the pacific waves to remember your name.
I am in the skies, drawing the clouds for the upcoming dawn
Splashing the colours on the dark sheet of horizon,
And it should it have always stayed that way, the sleeping world,
But I am too determined, too sympathizing.
I am running! Forward, backwards, I can not remember,
And probably I once had a certain aim…
Am I seeking for a chance to revenge, or just looking for shelter?
Am I saving myself, or just waiting to be saved?!
I am fading… Desperately and hopeless falling apart!
Lost…Trying to abolish the alienation sentence,
But then I feel on my chest the “Being Unnecessary” mark,
And I reach nor the bargaining, nor the depression, but the acceptance.

It is believed, that a masterpiece is when everyone is can see through it,
But when nobody can truly feel the same way, the artist did,
But what I feel now is not something I am able to feel truly
And what I felt then wasn’t something I would ever wish to see.
Strange though… As I’ve always hoped that all this had a special meaning,
That feeling all the beauty of the world, I would behold the shining heaven,
But obviously I either lost my sheer feelings
Or I was given the rejected wings of the waxen feathers.
The false idols and beliefs! The insolent smile of unconcern!
The cracked heart and the last beams of light of the fading soul!
The dying out last debris of hope!
I’ve almost done it…
I’ve almost built it…
But I wasn’t that brave to sit solemnly on the throne.
The mirrors are broken and the stairway to heaven is almost built.
There is no turning back. You can not help me. Not this time.
For the sake of your world, please, let me not be.
The empyrean needs to behold my empire of light.


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