Текст песни Mills of the Gods (Ghost Ship Octavius) с переводом

An act of chance you cannot beware

Not in meeting of hands

Not in passing a prayer

Yet hither and yon

To the light of the sun

Grinds the mills of the gods

In an awe breaking hum

And I’m placed

In the midst of the dawn

In the eye of the gods as they yawn

And at pace

In the light of the sun

I awake to what I have become

In a lasting trance

You can’t be aware

It’s a crux to escape

And I’m trapped in a stare

So disparaged in will

In the ghost so unreal

As the mills of the gods

In the minds that it heals

And I’m faced

At the call of a halt

Towards a monster of my own exalt

And at pace

In the light of the sun

I awake to what I have become

Перевод песни Mills of the Gods