Paroles et traduction Desakato - 11. Desakato - Ritual

11. Desakato - Ritual

Parte 1:

Estaban preparados, para la fugaz resurrección

Y solo hayaron un montón de huesos afinados
Ardió toda su euforia sin haber tenido la ocasión
De constatar que todo había sido un engaño
Ya no existía su Dios
El fuego que te envuelve, con su aliento abrasador
Rompió todos sus sueños, y cumplieron la misión
De replicar piedad, incendiando sus cuerpos desnudos,
Convirtieron su templo frío y oscuro
En una bola de gas

Amanecieron calcinados, nadie les vino a rescatar
No contemplaron visos de milagro
Ni las promesas llegaron al mar
Vieron sus vidas aferrados
A una mentira demencial
Y sus cenizas se hunden en el barro
No hubo principio después del final
Cada vez más cerca de olvidar
Todos esos crimenes, sois los asesinos
De intenciones de moral
Presumiendo ser los elejidos
Pesen todas esas muertes sobre su conciencia
Obliguemosles a presenciar su propia decadencia
Es la religión quien construyó sus ataudes
Siglos de opulencia, vidas que se pudren
No esty dispuesto a negociar
Creyeron ver las señales
Mirando al humo que les asfixió

Amanecieron calcinados, nadie les vino a rescatar
No contemplaron visos de milagro
Ni las promesas llegaron al mar
Vieron sus vidas aferrados
A una mentira demencial
Y sus cenizas se hunden en el barro
No hubo principio después del final
Aaaaal, aaaaal, aaaaal
No hubo principio después del finaaaaal

Parte 2:

Nunca seremos los mismos, he tardado en darme cuenta.
Hoy recuerdo nuestros días en la casa de madera
Cuando todo era importante y aprendiamos a ciegas,
Escribiendo en las paredes y contando las estrellas,
Sólo pensando en vivir

Recordando los secretos de la casa de madera,
Cuando aún eramos pequeños y existir era una fiesta
No temiamos al mundo ni adorabamos banderas
Eramos como dos luces alumbrando entre la niebla
Y jugando a hacernos fuertes, o a decapitar princesas
Aprendimos a vivir

Recordando los secretos de la casa de madera,
Cuando aún eramos pequeños y existir era una fiesta
No temiamos al mundo ni adorabamos banderas
Eramos como dos luces alumbrando entre la niebla
Y jugando a hacernos fuertes, o a decapitar princesas
Aprendimos a vivir

11. Desakato - Ritual

Part 1:

They were prepared for the fleeting resurrection,

And only found a pile of sharpened bones.
Their euphoria burned without a chance
To verify that it had all been a deception.
Their God no longer existed,
The fire that surrounds you, with its scorching breath,
Shattered all their dreams, and they fulfilled the mission
Of replicating piety, burning their naked bodies,
They turned their cold and dark temple
Into a ball of gas.

They awoke incinerated, no one came to rescue them,
They did not contemplate glimpses of a miracle,
Nor did the promises reach the sea.
They saw their lives clinging
To an insane lie,
And their ashes sink into the mud.
There was no beginning after the end,
Closer and closer to forgetting
All those crimes, you are the murderers
Of moral intentions,
Presuming to be the chosen ones.
Let all those deaths weigh on their conscience,
Let's force them to witness their own decline.
It is religion that built their coffins,
Centuries of opulence, lives that rot.
I am not willing to negotiate,
They thought they saw the signs
Looking at the smoke that suffocated them.

They awoke incinerated, no one came to rescue them,
They did not contemplate glimpses of a miracle,
Nor did the promises reach the sea.
They saw their lives clinging
To an insane lie,
And their ashes sink into the mud.
There was no beginning after the end,
Aaaaal, aaaaal, aaaaal
There was no beginning after the eeeend.

Part 2:

We will never be the same, it took me a while to realize.
Today I remember our days in the wooden house,
When everything was important and we learned blindly,
Writing on the walls and counting the stars,
Just thinking about living.

Remembering the secrets of the wooden house,
When we were still little and existing was a party,
We did not fear the world or worship flags,
We were like two lights shining in the fog,
And playing at being strong, or beheading princesses,
We learned to live.

Remembering the secrets of the wooden house,
When we were still little and existing was a party,
We did not fear the world or worship flags,
We were like two lights shining in the fog,
And playing at being strong, or beheading princesses,
We learned to live.