Текст песни: Lament of the Visionary + перевод

Instrumental I’m empirical, metaphysical

Quite distressed at the dubious nature of

Proletariat, Judas Iscariot

Infernality

And I’m always amazed at the commoner’s innate ability

To accept without question the constant oppression

From quarters that claim to be ever on their side

Like my fathers before me I

Stumble through focused aggression

To no uncertain end

Lay the pall over osseous matter

and deliver the crown

carried by the crone

blessed by blood and writ in stone

My people, unequal

Giving credence to lies meted out by the fly

In a mummer’s disguise.

The shadows that sweep from the feet of the polyphemes

Devour all

Of the light that’s emitted from dwindling holds of contention

And the ashes of heroes that scatter the alleys

Are all but forgotten and always I’m afraid

That the efforts of many are

Turned by the means of the few

And morally suspect.

In the gutter runs the blood of the masses

By the abattoirs guilded in amethyst

I alone know what horrors await you

And the end of all is

Fear, furher, famine, malice, unending woe.

Now the flag has flown

Blessed by blood and what you’ve sown.

All meager in meter

Pass by with eyes to the sky

Set sail crooning «life is an illusion»

While the angels that keep you are weeping inside.

The withering silence that

Screams through the firmament

Is nothing

And no one lives

To the end of his days without learning the truth about ruin

It’s the sense of an on-coming train

That you thought you caught so many years ago I pray

That the lines on my face don’t expose with unsettling candor

That nothing’s what it seems.

I’m the enemy, Mephistopheles

Architect of society’s dreams and I’ve

Lost the will to keep you safe from harm

Thy will be done

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