Himmelfall 天坠





The familiar taste of the bullet you bite 你的子弹刺痛的痛楚，如此熟悉，

It's your kind - the flaws of your mind   你的善良，恰是你内心的瑕疵。



As you fall from above to a place with no love 如同你从无爱的高空而坠，

Free your dog of desire   释怀你心中的欲望的野兽吧。   



The familiar face of the fear that you fight 似曾相识的那张恐惧挣扎的面庞，

Reappears - and you're left behind 又重现，你被遗弃。



Find your seat - Now the tide and its choir are here 在唱诗班的人潮中寻找你的位子吧，

Hum along - drown your silence 跟着吟唱，埋没你的沉寂。



Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled 挥舞斧头，朝向那些从不爬行但是仓惶逃跑的人；

Raise your glass for those whose names were never called 举起镜子，照照那些名字从不被人使唤的人。

Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun  挥舞斧头，朝向那些窥视太阳的人；

Raise your glass for those who lost - whose games were never won 举起镜子，照照些在游戏中迷失自我从未胜出的人。



All the feelings and tears you fight to be here 你挣扎的痛楚和眼泪，

Will be gone - will expire  即将逝去，即将安息。



Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled 挥舞斧头，朝向那些从不爬行而是仓惶逃跑的人；

Raise your glass for those whose names were never called 举起镜子，照照那些名字从不被人使唤的人。

Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun 挥舞斧头，朝向那些窥视太阳的人；

Raise your glass for those who lost - whose games were never won 举起镜子，照照那些在游戏中迷失自我从未胜出的人。



Swing the axe for those who almost hit the mark 挥舞斧头，朝向那些差点达成目标的人；

Raise your glass for those who lost - whose hearts were never sparked 举起镜子，照照那些迷失自我，心如死灰的人。

Swing the axe for those who killed your final hopes 挥舞斧头，朝向那些让你仅有的希望都破灭的人；

Raise your glass for those who smiled - swaying from their ropes  举起镜子，照照那些身处巍巍可及的绳索上还浑然不知傻笑的人。