The Passage (Pearl Grey) — текст песни (Ephel Duath)

I`ve a thousand ways to ruin all,
But I`m walking to poor choices
A negative pulse will be searching for me.

Immobilised in the cerebral cell
I`m observing my steps...in vain...

Are you coming to poison my remarks?
This grating
Offers

Protective trees and feeble barriers,
But is too distant,
The innocence`s round dance.

My various eyes are melting,
`cause the past is kidding me with the same
Consoling mask,
(But) I`m coming to The Passage,
The exit from this opaque, filthy case.....
Come to listen....it`s so refined the whisper of my rise
(I`m) coming to the passage!