Please sit with me and listen
I hear a different drum
Maybe you will think twice before you fall asleep
This image reminds me of a whore's attempt to get clean
A beggar's eyes when gold is in sight
Honour in the eyes of a thief, truth in a liar's speech
As real as a dream
As real as painted puppets on a painted scene
I see the great pit
The beast and the eye
Hardly ever listen to what you say
Any colour's fine as long as it is black
I'll die alone, afraid and hated
I'll lie unwanted, unburied and godless
These words remind me that I have to die
"Истина, лжецы и мёртвая плоть"
Пожалуйста, сядь рядом со мной и слушай,
Я слышу барабанный бой,
Может быть, ты дважды подумаешь, прежде чем ложиться спать.
Этот образ напоминает мне о попытке шлюхи раскаяться,
Глаза нищего, когда так блестит золото.
Слава в глазах вора, истина в речи лжеца
Так же реальна, как сон.
Так же реальна, как рисованные куклы на рисованной сцене.
Я вижу огромную яму,
Чудовище и глаз,
Тяжело даже послушать, то ты скажешь.
Любой цвет хорош настолько же, как и чёрный.
Я умру в одиночестве, напуганный и ненавистный.
Я буду лежать ненужный, не похороненный и безбожный.
Эти слова напоминают мне, что я должен умереть.
Please sit with me and listen
I hear a different drum
Maybe you will think twice before you fall asleep
This image reminds me of a whore's attempt to get clean
A beggar's eyes when gold is in sight
Honour in the eyes of a thief, truth in a liar's speech
As real as a dream
As real as painted puppets on a painted scene
I see the great pit
The beast and the eye
Hardly ever listen to what you say
Any colour's fine as long as it is black
I'll die alone, afraid and hated
I'll lie unwanted, unburied and godless
These words remind me that I have to die
"The truth, liars, and dead flesh"
Please, sit down next to me and listen,
I hear the drumming,
Maybe you think twice before you go to bed.
This image reminds me of trying to whore repent,
The eyes of a beggar when so shiny gold.
Glory to God in the eyes of a thief, liar, truth in speech
It is as real as a dream.
It is as real as a hand-drawn hand-drawn doll on stage.
I can see a huge pit,
Monster eye,
Hard to even hear what you say.
Any color is good as well as black.
I'll die alone, scared and hateful.
I will lay waste, not buried and godless.
These words remind me that I must die.