Кто бог

И много версий, домыслов живет...
Стремимся приравнять себя к богам...
А видел кто их ...  кто такой он - бог...
Когда-нибудь смотрел в его глаза...

Кто бог?
Огромный глаз и видит всё.?.
Он взгляд.?. Он слово.?.  мысль... и ... дело...
Он видит нас насквозь.
И от рассвета до рассвета
Переправляет вдоль невидимых дорог
И в этом истина его
И его - дело.

Кто бог?
Он мироздания каприз?
Иль суть его, сокрытая от взглядов...
И сколько надо нам прожить,
Чтобы достигнуть стоп его когда-то…
Куда идти... бежать...  лететь...
Куда смотреть... В  себя... или ...пространство...
Забыть обиды, горечи и ...смех...
Или ...  стерпеть...
Всё, что судьба подаст нам?

Кто бог?
Он радуга...   Он солнце...   Или ...сон...
он кАверзные расставляет сети...
Иль нас, запутавшихся, вдаль ведёт,
Спасая от самих себя и мы в ответе...
Мы все за всё,
Где лишнее уходит –
Меняясь, в сокровенном пламени горя.
Но снова нам судьба сеть приготовит
И снова истина – капканами полна...


Чего мы ждём...
Кому мы верим...
Себе...  другим...  иль  ... никому...
Плетёмся просто так по белу свету:
Куда сама кривая приведет...
А где-то там за горизонтом
Нас потеряли...
Где-то в доме ждут...

Нет компаса, нет карты и  потерян
Однажды выданный неведомый маршрут...

Так где же бог наш...
И какие цели
К нему
Туманом призрачным
Непонимания
Влекут.

перевод под EDM:

Who Is God?

[Intro]
(Deep sub-bass pulse, ethereal pad, slow arp, distant choir FX, rising tension)
So many stories, guesses, whispers, floating in the air,
We try to stand as gods ourselves, to reach that throne up there.
But who has ever seen them? Who can say who God might be?
Has anyone looked into His eyes across eternity?

[Verse 1]
Who is God?
A giant eye that sees it all, beyond the dark and light,
He is the gaze, the word, the thought, the deed that shapes the night.
He sees us through and through, no secret stays unseen or hid,
From dawn to dawn He guides us down the roads we never knew we had.
And in that truth, His purpose stands, His work remains the same,
The quiet force that holds the world, the fire behind the flame.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Snare ghost notes, evolving synth, tension climbing)
Is He the whim of all creation, wild and cold and strange?
Or is His core a hidden truth, concealed from every gaze?
How many years must we endure, how many roads must we tread,
Before we reach the place where His feet once left their mark instead?

[Chorus]
Where should we go? Should we run or fly, or stand and face the storm?
Should we look inside, or out into the void, beyond the form?
To forget the bitterness, the pain, the laughter lost in time,
Or just endure whatever fate decides to make our cross to climb?
Whatever fate will hand us down, we’ll take it as it comes,
Through every twist and hidden turn, beneath the spinning drums.

[Verse 2]
Who is God?
He’s the rainbow in the rain, the sun that lights the day,
A dream that fades before you wake, a whisper drifting away.
He sets the tricky traps and nets across the open ground,
Or leads the lost ones far ahead, to keep them safe and sound.
We’re all responsible, we hold the weight of every choice,
As what is useless melts away, burning in the hidden voice.
In that secret flame, it changes shape, it sheds its old disguise,
But fate will lay another net, another riddle in our eyes.
And truth itself is full of traps, of snares we cannot miss,
A maze of answers, all the same, yet never quite like this.

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, reversed vocal chop, ghostly textures, glitch FX)
What are we waiting for? Who do we truly put our faith in now?
Ourselves, each other, or the silence, cold and hollow somehow?
We just keep drifting through the world, wherever fate will lead,
Along the winding, crooked path, with no clear plan or creed.
Somewhere beyond the horizon, we’ve been forgotten, left behind,
While somewhere in a quiet house, they’re waiting, keeping time.
No compass, no map to show the way, the route was lost long ago,
The nameless path that once was given — now just a fading glow.

(Drop: full beat returns, aggressive sub-bass, layered percussion, dark lead, bright stabs, tribal hits)

[Chorus]
Where should we go? Should we run or fly, or stand and face the storm?
Should we look inside, or out into the void, beyond the form?
To forget the bitterness, the pain, the laughter lost in time,
Or just endure whatever fate decides to make our cross to climb?
Whatever fate will hand us down, we’ll take it as it comes,
Through every twist and hidden turn, beneath the spinning drums.

[Verse 3]
So where is our God today? What distant, hazy goal is there?
Through foggy veils of not-knowing, through the mist of empty air,
Those phantom aims that pull us on, with no direction clear,
Just shadows of a meaning lost, a question we can’t hear.

[Outro]
Maybe there’s no answer, maybe we were never meant to know,
But in the quiet of the heart, the truth begins to glow.
Not in the noise, not in the rush, but in the space between the beats,
Where every question fades away, and something deeper speaks.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop)
“Who is God… who is God…
Maybe He’s the space between the breaths, the light inside the dark.”