Franz-Hanke - черное - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I finally realized that black is the true color of my soul.

I was immature, that's why I was gray. Sickening color.

Now.. now my heart has finally received what it has longed for so long. Black. I feel like black clots of anger and hatred are sweeping through my heart, absorbing, saturating it. How my consciousness is stuck in the sin that has been used to scare everyone for so long. Being evil is an unforgivable sin. But is it really that scary? Just a trifle compared to the pitiful but blinding purity of the Angels.

I destroyed myself, I allowed this to happen to me. There is no more light in me. Yes, he is not needed. There is no need for this meaningless fairy-tale call inside. I'm used to living in Darkness. Live in the silence of your consciousness. Silence..

I don't look in the mirror. I know what I'll see there. Darkness with bruises. The ugly image of the crazy "I". The ugliness of a soul saturated with hatred. No fear, no pity, no compassion. Nothing. Hatred. She is one. I drowned in it, laughing madly, looking at the endless night sky with billions of extinct stars of my closed world. My sick consciousness. I was imagining my damn life. I lied to myself that I was capable of anything good.

How good it is to free yourself from the cocoon of sleep, to open up. To unfurl, to open your wings, piercing the darkest Blackness with your immaculate Darkness. My voice and laughter can be heard for kilometers ahead. I am Cain. I betrayed the Light. I renounced him. I don't need to wander the alleys of Heaven. He is foreign to me.

Everything that comes my way, I will destroy, tear, break, consume with my anger and I will be truly happy. I myself chose this one, even if I was pushed a little towards an eternal flight in the abyss.

Maybe I'll be happy.