Текст песни Singing Surrender (Woe of Tyrants) с переводом

The walls alive, their stories ringing litmus

True valor of the soldier questioned in a time of war

Now the jury leaves, expressing righteous dignity

Scratching planks within their eyes

Without even a moment their deliberation ends

A momentary judgment of a sick and dying man

Escaping through an iron door

The boulders coming faster now

The healing hands of saints surrender

As they see the head that glows disdain

The looks of disappointment stain

The once opaque within these walls

They bring the stones

To shatter the scenes

Making flaccid sculptures form

Mere fragments remain

The gospel’s wondrous beauty

Now in pieces on the floor

With the demons running rampant

In the eyes of unforgiving sons

Without hesitation

There is need for retreat

The walls are crumbling down

When they see me leave

They soak the bridge in gasoline

And we descend together

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