Septic Flesh - Underworld текст песни

(music:CHRIS)
TranquilityHow necessary,how boring it can be
The liquid void has no ears
to receive the consolation of the surface
AN IGNORANT:
"MAYBE IT'S BETTER THAT WAY
WHAT DOESN'T TOUCH DOESN'T HURT"
The innocence of a swan
gliding on a desolate lake
can't be sensed
and therefore can't bring jealousy
Entire worlds full of wonder are banished
to rest only in few visionary minds,
haunting them with their glowing beauty
Fortunately,there are always
those with the forked tongue
to bring the borders closer
But there are also tribes of inferior beings,
beings so proudly inferior
necessary to give worth to the higher
But not without cost
They liberate ordeals
Their negative thought is the fungus,
the grim vestment of the relic
THE LEADER:
THE ERODING FRANKINCENCE OF MARASMOUS
CAN BECOME UNTOLERABLE
Their region is warm like a blanket
but narrow as a coffin,
an UNDERWORLD
Fortunately there are always
those with the forked tongue
that bring the borders closer