Текст песни An Altar of Bones (Headwound the Pony) с переводом

Meticulously and carefully

I roam these streets,

a though towards a final place in history.

Mutilated with such precision,

finalising the body with mechanical vision.

This enriching and consuming procedure,

transforming from man to creature.

History’s hard to forget feature.

I will stand the test of time as the diabolical teacher.

Searching for you will provide me the ultimate chase,

for a certain type I do have unquenchable taste.

Years of suffering and misguided investigation,

atrocities that will finally cease a nation.

I roam these streets.

I roam with mechanical vision.

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