Maják

from Zvrácené umění (Perverted Art) by Morrigan

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lyrics

There is a one place, somewhere in our mind,
we try it hide, deep inside of our space.
We ask the questions, but just few answers.
Sitting in the barges on the path to oblivion.

A light from lighthouse in the fog mist,
shows the way, where we should go through the darkness.
Everyone sail his life on his own barge,
padlles to the tiredness alone in sea of traps.

Clear lane of hope glows to the horizon.
What’s waiting for us? We live with defiance.
Only the graceful swinging of waves accompanies on our ways.
We try to find in the sea, what we were lose in our lives.

The light will lost in the infinite ocean,
we will not see the lighthouse, will lose all of his force.
The stream will catch our paddles, and take us there
from where we will not return, it will always remain darkness.

It is hard to say if there is a coast or endless sea,
No one came back to enlighten the unbelievers.
The hordes of sailors are losing in the black sea,
in the sea called life, where even water will be burned!