Frozen time

Creator’s drama, fingers are broken,
On granite of life, so cold and so hard.
The faces are hidden, no words are spoken,
In eternity lost, I’m falling apart.
Here’s only rhythm, moments are shattered,
Long live the order of gray, dusty days.
The sacred path, the only that mattered,
By my free will in a mystical haze.

The humble are told what they must believe,
Where gods are and what they should never leave.
And on the cross, with no fear or dread,
He’s nailed as a lesson, for all to be led!

And time has been frozen in amber s embrace,
I’m touching the magical strings in this place!
The world offers silence, a quiet retreat,
But I will not live in a prison so sweet.
Though fingers are bleeding, the song is alive,
As long as the words in my spirit survive!

Here’s only rhythm, foundations are broken,
The pillars of old are shaking again.
The devil brings love as a dark, heavy token,
To rebels who live in the shadows of pain.
Though fingers are bloody, and candles are dying,
The world is now frozen in silence and gloom,
The maker meets fate, no longer denying,
He’s burning the days in his lonely room!

The guardians of time will be waiting for them,
But chains cannot hold what they try to condemn.
The universe brings us the poor and the weak,
But geniuses play for the truth that they seek!

And time has been frozen in amber s embrace,
I’m touching the magical strings in this place!
The world offers silence, a quiet retreat,
But I will not live in a prison so sweet.
Though fingers are bleeding, the song is alive,
As long as the words in my spirit survive!

Not in a prison so sweet...
Until the words are all sung...
Magic of strings...
My magic...

Песня.Перевод стихотворения "Застывшее время"