Текст песни Death In Ecstasy - Chains

Chains.

With a taste of blood on the lips
People clad in chains,
Believe in the swing of broad wings
Only in my wildest dreams.

These chains do not break
Generations of helpless slaves.
Those miserable fish
Without their own faces.

In systems of others' pain
No hope for a bright end.
Skeletons of dead boatmen
Exhausted by sturdy strands.

The cries of birds notified
Of the end of an empty game.
And distant bells becomes
Accompaniment Big Flame.

Again live someone else life
There is no longer the old the forces.
Become a drop of blue sky
To fly away into the night, to the boundless world.
Opening brightest stars,
A full breath breathe
Infinite freedom of the air,
From the mad cry of happiness.
But we firmly chained,
Nothing we cannot change.
Only loud laugh children,
Maybe their chains not as strong...