Текст песни Falconshield - Destruction. Rebirth. Perfection

Ecco, ora tutto è già pronto - lo spettacolo è pronto, La rossa arte fiorisce e la vita finisce, al tempo di un battito. È un'opera forte: bellezza dura e pura nella Morte. Il Suo pensiero non mi lascia mai, La musica è il vero, e non c'è alcun errore Sul palco. Quale ardore, quale gioia, quale orrore, qual spettacolo vedrai; È alba di sangue, è pallida luna, è disperazione, è bellezza oscura. E il pubblico langue, per l'ultima scena a cui prenderai parte. Sipario, questa è la mia arte: Distruzione, rinascita, perfezione.

There, now it's all ready - the performance's ready, The red art blooms and life ends, to the tempo of a heartbeat. It's a loud opera: harsh and pure beauty in Death. Her thought never leaves me, Music is truth, andh there is no mistake On stage. What ardour, what joy, what horror, what performance you'll see; It's a sunrise of blood, it's a pale moon, it's despair, it's dark beauty. And the audience longs, for the last scene you'll ever take part. Curtain, this is my art: Destruction, rebirth, perfection.

Look to the sky; final one until you die, You're gasping for air, but sanguine is filling your lungs, It rushes inside,

Embracing eternity, no clotting suggests you were bleeding internally, Bleeding internally? Aren't you always? Blood is the way you return to me,

You drag, take a hit and you pull it; the smoke inundates every bullet, You twist and you turn, the pale setting in, the terror within, even your oxygen burns,

Heat up the iron, pain will return, Send off the lead, pain will return, You're spilling the red; like wine, it's thicker than water, and even your God can't stomach it yet,

Oh, how you wish you were dead, Time you relinquish the thoughts in your head, Oh, the things you'll never regret, Silently settle your debts; your legacy; they'll be the ones who forget,

To me, your spatter's a tapestry, one to be studied in infamy, The threads connecting us all to the darkness that beckons to take our misery,

One by one, I'll give you the bliss, every body a masterpiece