Artifacts Of The Black Rain

Staring there, leaning to the city moon
斜倚城市上空月色 凝视彼处
Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms
沿阴影勾勒出她纯白房屋
The black clad voyeur in his black clad masque
黑色窥视者藏于黑色假面下
In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked
日光下澈 蜿蜒而悲凉

伫立于此诅咒故去的魂灵
Stood there cursing at the soul dead mass
随着他们假意幻想，徒然之梦消逝褪色
With their fabled illusions, vain dreams that passed
生命断片似走马灯匆匆回旋
Splinters of a life rushing by in the whirl
那片奇想大陆上 沉默的战士孤军坚守
A lone silent warrior in a fantasy world
纵使他恸哭泣求 夜晚仍未降临
He cried for night but night could not come
卷起厌世者的尸衣 他渐行渐远
So swept in the shroud of misanthrope, he went away
身影被空荡巷口蚕食殆尽

夹杂黑雨的造物
And fed the empty galleries
带着干涩的冷笑沉没在阴影之中
With the artifacts of the black rain
他将那串足迹烙在心底
Sunken into the shadows with a dry sardonic smile
以唤醒一段骇人经历

站在雕塑上，写满谎言的丰碑上
He made the footprints a part of his heart
深掘入地壳，与泥土为友
To rouse a sacred confrontation
万物之母立起，血自双腿流下

在她冻结的子宫，他消失的地方
Stood at the carving on the monument telling lies
Digging of the earth, making friends with the soil
As the all mother rises and bares her bleeding thighs
He disappears into her cold, icy womb