Klaus Badelt - Meet John Constantine - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

After the end, there is always a continuation. So gray and so meaningless that you, standing on the balcony and slowly smoking, peering in the outlines and details of the city, you begin to feel powerful emptiness waves, which first fill you, and then knock on your path forever.

The emptiness gradually leaves, you start to hear sounds again and see people. They are truly trying to help and return you back, but there are no roads back. You no longer just hear the word "death", you feel it. She is shy and sliding in your thoughts, it hurts to nausea and hatefully cuts your consciousness. You understand that this person is no longer ...

Then, suddenly, it also suddenly, she comes, also suddenly permeates the arrow of rage. Such wild and blind that everything you were, turns into the word "rage."

She leads you along the labyrinths of your memories and insane nightmares. She shakes you with tear shouts with such hatred that you are ready to destroy everything around only with my hatred. To death ...

Unclear shadows overlap the air. You can't do not think. Do not think about the past and about the possibilities, about life, and about such relatives and the necessary grains of the dead, dead feelings, about what can be changed and how. About death ...

You walk along the empty rooms of happiness and peace. You are looking for an answer. Not to the question "Why?" Or "Why?", and to the question "How?". How can I return. Through what you need to go and how to find the way there.

In your eyes, nothing is not reflected. Your abode is the darker corner of the room. You are a creature that no longer lives, but also here, has not yet disappeared. You just can't find the road. Till…

Soon you become the same black and ruthless, indifferent, cruel, as your hatred. You are lost in infinity of thoughts, sleepless nights, read e-pages and books, drinking bottles and screams.

You are rolling in pieces, you are crying not with water, but blood, you are almost no. You think is about, and you will tell it, you realize the answer. But the light escapes everything from you. Even the acquired ability to see the shadow of darkness does not help see the black light of hope, among the bright and burning light of reality.

Hate you so dug and devoured that you forgot who you are. And you begin to understand that you are already death. You are astarot, which lies myself again and again. And with each piece of flesh of your entity, with every drop of life that you feel in the pulse when firmly, stuck in the very depths of consciousness, squeeze the neck of another sacrifice - yourself, you understand all hopelessness, and you see all 9 CHA circles which you created and myself passed. For what? For revenge? To whom? What? Of death? You are death. And you revenge yourself. And you can never get out of the circle of eternal self-dedication and self-destruction. You are hell. And forever burn you in yourself ...