Królowa [English translation]

Among the shadow and the breath of the candles

Does she feed quietly her secret and hides herself...

In the gardens of freshly found truths

Among the voices that lead one's thoughts and

Don't let one sleep, sleep, sleep...

Every evening she bathes in her own blood

Cursing the world or praying to the shadow

Steadfastly she weaves the silence or living

Where voices draw the paths of destiny

She kneels at the source of truth in an ill dream

Drinking greedily out of it more and more

She flees from us without hearing the words

And a more and more thin ice is groaning beneath her

But around her it becomes more and more hotter, hotter, hotter..

Strong as an angel I cut the clouds

- But you still don't know the power of the wings that I'll give you

When the prediction is fulfilled

- Although you already feel their color and shape

When silence kills fear

- You know so little, although you stand with your head upturned

The Queen of Silence, that's the new me!

- How does your blood taste, oh queen?

But you still don't know the power of the wings that I'll give you

Although you already feel their color and shape

You know so little, although you stand with your head upturned

How does your blood taste, oh queen?