Текст песни On the Road - Dying Passion

On the Road

Once again I stand at the end\nof one of these paths,\ncovered with sand\nthat retains in its memory\ncountless days full of warm sun rays\nand brimstones of infernal mystery.\nI’m falling down onto the ground,\ndressed up in the abyss of agony.\nI??? m coming back in my own footsteps\nto find out the truth of my life.\nAt the time I was a child,\nplaying on the beach\nwith prince that name was Rhama.\nAt some distance in a Slough and plague,\nwith human’s hate we took the field.\nA tower built of my own lives\nand I’m sauntering upstairs,\nimmersed in nostalgic regrets,\nface to face with the Truth.\nScream is coming through my mind.\nScream like ancient voices, as ancient as I am.\nShe laughs me silently to scorn,\nShe’s forsaken me many times before, unfaithful bitch!\nSo hard to find her, so hard to take her in\nBefore I??? ve found her graceful visage.\nA final step…\nEmbraces me from heaven…\n…and flapped his wings.