Mathilde von Guise, Op. 100, Act II: Finale. "Viva il nostro buon Signor"

歌詞

My breath is out before me Sweat run to my eye The way that I'd been told Is not the way we die Rounding every corner Steady as it flies Past the souls of others Free now of the lie Farther away a thunder rolls Well on its way an end unfolds Tranquil in its terror Midnight serves me well Stealing those around me From nowhere Watch the hour Stakes are on the tower High walled thunder Drags you so far under Farther away a thunder rolls Well on its way an end unfolds Darkened season brings a switch And withered is our trust Leaves you stolen damned blindsided Cast down out of touch Nearer sounds the voice of many Fair the hand was not Now it is that I'm reminded Of all you forgot Nearer sounds the voice of many Fair the hand was not Now it is that I'm reminded Of all you forgot Stole my time Taint my sun No more mine Pain is one Darkened season brings the switch Withered is our trust Leaves you stolen damned blindsided Cast down out of touch Leaves you stolen damned blindsided Cast down out of touch Now it is that I'm reminded Of all that you forgot Stole my time Taint my sun No more mine Pain is one Try to keep my wits at me Pushin' on are you Absorbed it all and much too soon And so it is and there And when I've said and spoken truth And felt life in me rare It was that I could sense a sense That no one fucking cared So it's to the end Now there's a dead tomorrow And you drive it in To make sure I am done But it's coming back on through To keep on fucking you Time to reap the pain That you had borrowed