An Opal In The Shale
Un ópalo en el esquisto de
By cry of the afflicted · Writer: Cry Of The Afflicted
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Translation by Alejandra Mida
Original lyrics
Grip my hand, child in the ashes, I'll take you to a safer place
Freedom is assured, you will find comfort there
In sanctuary you will be secure
Rest in the stillnes now, the storm casters will pass into memory
Now the guilty will die, at their own behest
Falling on the knife they've tapered from the moment of conception
Expelling of the sadness begins with the fall of the horde
A savage ruin
Withdraw with me to the open gates of the citadel
The gates are opened for the first time in this age
Nameless child, we have survived
We live to see the green of the distant valley
Can we hope that this is truly the end?
If they return, they'll not be welcomed here
The ruination of the land will be remembered
The ashes will give way to new life
Freedom is assured, you will find comfort there
In sanctuary you will be secure
Rest in the stillnes now, the storm casters will pass into memory
Now the guilty will die, at their own behest
Falling on the knife they've tapered from the moment of conception
Expelling of the sadness begins with the fall of the horde
A savage ruin
Withdraw with me to the open gates of the citadel
The gates are opened for the first time in this age
Nameless child, we have survived
We live to see the green of the distant valley
Can we hope that this is truly the end?
If they return, they'll not be welcomed here
The ruination of the land will be remembered
The ashes will give way to new life
Translation
Agarre mi mano, niño en las cenizas, te voy a llevar a un lugar más seguro
La libertad está garantizada, usted encontrará la comodidad hay
En santuario que será seguro
Descanse en las stillnes ahora, las ruedas de tormenta pasará a la memoria
Ahora el culpable va a morir, por orden suya propia
La caída en el cuchillo que han cónica a partir del momento de la concepción
Expulsión de la tristeza comienza con la caída de la horda
Una ruina salvaje
Retirar conmigo a las puertas abiertas de la ciudadela
Las puertas se abren por primera vez en esta edad
Niño sin nombre, hemos sobrevivido
Vivimos para ver el verde del valle distante
¿Podemos esperar que este es realmente el final?
Si regresan, no va a ser bienvenido aquí
La ruina de la tierra será recordado
Las cenizas dará paso a una nueva vida
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