Текст песни: Last Breath + перевод

Lingering in your garden here our tired hands are bound

To toiling without pleasure in this murky earth we found

Distance is at fault here and it’s slowly gaining ground

So lay here at my table 'til proximity is sound

Keep it in, keep your last breath, make it worthwhile

I was looking for something, when I was pulling my skin off

So if god is an acronym, some giver of damnation

Then why even bother with the concept of man

Ideals have run wild, escaped from our heads

And with the chosen so few should it warrant attempt?

And what if my fear is all that I am?

A poison to ease what small conscience I have left

But soon we’ll find we lived and died with the world in our hands

You left all your children out

You left all your children fending for our precious lives

I am the fortunate one, left with the blood in my skin

You are the only thing I hope is real in a dark world

I am the fortunate one, left with the blood in my limbs

You are the only thing I hope is real in a dark world

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