Black on Gold Чёрное на Золотом

[Verse 1]
My black coat on, my headphones filled with grace,
I'm architect of kingdoms built of graves.
I find the mob's ecstatic, joyful race
Of people rushing to be credit's slaves, so vain.
I find the sacred hidden in decay,
In patterns drawn on a crypt's cold wall of grey.

[Pre-Chorus]
And on this evening, through the silent park,
Where every stone's a monument to pain,
I was almost happy... living in the dark...
But then my world of custom darkness cracked...

[Chorus]
My world of custom darkness flashed and broke,
And through its seams a stranger light awoke!
I see the things that you would never find:
A golden light in everything, designed.
The grass now burns with a neon fire's gleam,
And cities glow within a radiant dream.

[Verse 2]
I thought these vibrant colors were insane,
This vulgar, cheerful, life-embracing plague.
A guardian of shadows, in the rain,
I waited for the end of light, so vague.
But light was streaming from a stranger's soul,
From a dog's eyes, from trees, from silence as a whole.

[Bridge]
I thought I was a connoisseur of night,
But I was only watching soil where a seed could grow...
To see, through cracks of a now-withered life,
The future's flower starting to bestow
Its sacred Light. And I began to see:
To see this way, I first had to be
Blind to the colors of the world's cheap art.

[Chorus]
My world of custom darkness flashed and broke,
And through its seams an eternal light awoke!
I see the things that you would never find:
That every single pain holds its own golden light.
The grass still burns with a neon fire's gleam,
And cities glow within a radiant dream.

[Outro]
I'm still right here... in this black... long coat of mine.
But now I see... the golden threads... in the falling rain.
I see... that you are glowing...
Yes... you too... just like... the Light...