Текст песни Marche Funèbre - The Maelstrom Mute

Оригинальный текст песни The Maelstrom Mute

Death will come and will wear your Eyes
The silent crumbs of my demise
Death will come and will wear your eyes
With a deadened face a life unties

Death will come with your eyes—
This death that walks with us
From morning till night,

This death sleepless and deaf,
He’s like an old regret
Foolish and weak.

Your eyes will be a useless word,
A muted cry, a cry in silence.

As you see them each morning
When you are alone

You see them each morning
In the mirror staring back.

It is a cherished hope,
That day we too shall know
That you are life
And you are nothing.

Death will come and will wear your Eyes
The silent crumbs of my demise
Death will come and will wear your eyes
With a deadened face a life unties

For every one of us death has a look.
Death will come with your eyes.
It will be like giving up a frailty,
With a dead face re-emerging, in the mirror
Listening to closed lips.
We all go down into maelstrom mute