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lyrics
Belül halott
Hosszú útról jöttem, viharfelhők fölöttem,
A reám ragadt porszemektől talán bölcsebb is lettem…
Pedig én is vérben születtem, önmagamat gyűlöltem,
Mert nem formált az élet, csak elsodort tehetetlen…
Hisz olyan fájdalom az élet, melyet nehezen bírnak szavak,
De az igaz bánat mindvégig néma csendben marad…
Még akkor is, ha már nincsen kitől búcsúzni el,
Mert egyszer mindenkinek némán, de búcsúzni kell…
Már rég lehunyhattam volna fáradt, vénült szemem,
De inkább üres szobákban álmodtam, s álmaimat kerestem…
Közben göcsörtös kezeimből messzire folytak a percek,
Belül már rég meghaltam, s odakint rég eltemettek…
Belül halott, belül árva az élet múló gyertyalángja,
Belül halott, belül árva bölcselkedő némasága,
Belül halott, belül árva a kihunyt élet gyertyalángja,
Belül halott, belül árva hamuvá lett némasága…
2020. december
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Dead Inside
I have come from a long journey, storm clouds over me
The dust stuck on me might made me wiser
Though I was born in blood, too, I hated myself
Because life did not shape me, just swept me helplessly away
Since life is such pain, that words can hardly describe
But real sorrow stays all the time silent
Even so, if there is no one left to say goodbye
Because once silently, but everybody must say goodbye
I could have already closed my tired, old eyes
But I rather dreamed in empty rooms, and kept looking for my dreams
Meanwhile, the minutes flowed away from my gnarled hands
I died inside long ago, and I was buried out there a while ago
Inside is dead, inside is orphan life’s passing candlelight
Inside is dead, inside is orphan its sententious silence
Inside is dead, inside is orphan the extinguished life’s candlelight
Inside is dead, inside is orphan its dust-turned silence
I love Witcher's sense of aesthetic in their music. It is by far not the classic raw black metal here, but the opposite end of the spectrum, with majestic melodies, soft drums, overpowering piano and keyboard/synth, the vocals are almost in the background as a story teller, narrating the tales of witch hunt. Very calm, stylish and mournful. sachavonkarl74
