Coma - Pierwsze wyjście z mroku

Before dawn, I woke up to live,
Entangled in someone's bedding, someone's dreams.
Between desire and pleasure
Lies the valley of the night.
Condemned to the gloomy urban clash,
Covered with a sheet of dirty fog,
Willing to hide from myself,
I was drinking vodka in a stuffy bar.

But god knows very well
Why is disgust choking me,
Why does fear gains strength and overwhelms the mind.
Certainly, everyone at least once
Lost faith like I did.
May I stand no closer to
The sleepy day in the kingdom of darkness.

The prophets vomited and are now sleeping,
Poets are dying in their graves of stanzas,
Angels stink of sweat and are eating sausages.
They don't give a shit about those alive.
She died in the anxiety of big cities
Surrounded by a hurricane of silly matters
A tiny mystery of being in silence,
Or just being.

Hope and power are perishing,
The appetite for evil is growing.
Those who are strong with hatred will win by mocking others.
Over the city rose like a scream
And closed the way to the stars
The great shame and fear of ethereal silence.

Even though I have maybe gotten lost,
Even though I am perhaps in the dark,
I mixed the blood with the mud,
I will survive anyway!
You have to realise that
Even when everything loses its meaning,
You will find the space where
Great faith suppresses fear!

And if it is so
That despite everything, I will get out,
Then it was probably worth believing.

And if it is so
That despite everything, I will get out,
Then it was probably worth believing.

Even though I have maybe gotten lost,
Even though I am perhaps in the dark,
I mixed the blood with the mud,
I will survive anyway!
You have to realise that
Even when everything loses its meaning,
You will find the space where
Great faith suppresses fear!

Suppresses fear... fear...
Suppresses fear... fear...
Suppresses fear... fear...