Текст песни Shores Of Desolation (While Heaven Wept) с переводом

A call to the sea,

To cleanse my soul of ill;

Of hate and depression, be freed,

My fate, thus fulfilled.

Summon me forth, the sussuration

Of the blackest tides;

No longer the shores of emptiness

Shall I tread infinietly inside.

Frigid, mournful winds

Travels the black chasms of my soul

Awaiting sweet death,

I will again be whole

Tumultuous waters extract me from

This mortality to which I’m bound;

Evolved from the body, useless

Time expired, futile life drowned.

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