Текст песни Spellbound - Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows

Ideally... well, obviously,
If you want to kill a child,
You should know its name.
Because it's only polite,
It's only polite,
It's only polite.
But in the end, what is a name
But mirrors and smoke?
In the tongue of Saturnalia,
Our house is "Sleep of Death",
In the shadows, now and forever,
Silently we lie in slumber.
Our name, our name is pain.
Our name... is pain.
...And the voices of the shadows,
Shadows gathered like the dead,
Metaphorical illusion,
Summoned by the need...
A desperate need to create:
Our name is... pain.