Текст песни The Tyranny of Imagination (Wilderun) с переводом

The story beckons you ceaselessly, into a world obscured

Where truths you learn are never born

You’ve fallen behind yourself, conjuring any cure

For suffering and bitter scorn

Yet you’ve never seen answers arising

Helplessly they appear and they guide you down

Your story mercilessly takes hold of your reality

And places it just out of reach

You can almost taste the second that you are living in

But the scentless core is too plain to seek

There is terror in the horizon

Sailing into its depths, you should try to hide

Timidly you strive into the distance where the unknown beckons you

Cowardly you hide inside the future where despair is not yet true

The blood inside your eyes is ink inside your pen

You’ll never see anything or anyone again

The crack inside your mind is filled with all your dreams

Imagination gleams and silences nature’s scream

If every syllable won’t rhyme, the panic rises over time

Truth has beckoned and you’ve become its slave

You feel the portal to the next world forming somewhere in your head

Slowly you unlearn any notion of death

Inside

Inside

Inside

You’ve been told that death was when the whole world came to naught

But what becomes of death when all the world withers into thought?

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