Километры [Kilometry] [English translation]

An upward flap of white wings,

the nakedness remains a horrific truth.

Now kilometres of the skies are empty,

Take them, if you wish to take them back.

If there is some strength to believe and to wait,

to listen to the heart and try to understand.

Hour after hour, the life has leaked,

and my inevitability takes you away.

The clouds have descended down to earth like grey soot,

and your name is written in blood.

For a thousand hundred of days there,

you see, you are already beyond the line.

Try to kill the hatred inside you,

tell me the two of us should remain together.

Your fear will dissolve inside of you, replacing your dreams,

But believe me, this fear cannot replace love.

If there is some strength to believe and to wait,

to listen to the heart and try to understand.

Hour after hour, the life has leaked,

and my inevitability takes you away.

Try to dissolve your malevolence in me,

enter my mind like a silent shadow,

undermine my faith like red rust,

admixing some of your noxious potion.

Bravely I paint with blood

your name across the kilometres of the skies,

of the skies, the skies.

One false step and you are dead,

One false step and you are the enemy.

you see, the world I have invented is a lie

and now kilometres of the skies are empty.

And the walls are pressing with yet more fierceness,

turning everything to ashes and blowing it to pieces,

and the sand of faith melts away in my palms,

and the fate drifts away like blood through my fingers.

So this is the end, I cannot hear you anymore,

My mind cuts my living flesh with yet more violence.

And the foam! Swallowing air for the light,

killing the mist, depriving of hope,

and my thoughts, with more and more violence, are cutting and cutting, penetrating deeper and deeper.

The fear is by my side already, my hope is on the wane and finally, as soars upwards, and, I am after it, leaving you all.