Wolpis Carter - マキナの祈り (Machina no Inori) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

English

Prayer of Machina

My twisted desire for salvation has weathered away.
If you won’t even sear it onto my retinas, then—

“──────”
Someone else will decide
“──────”
tomorrow’s meal for you, too.

It’s written in fate.
Please, do not save our frail selves.

I gaze at the painted-over sky.
The ceiling is thick like an oil painting.
“Freedom,”
The word was said almost like a prayer.

I want to make certain of it—
that I wasn’t forced to choose it or anything.
Hey, Machina...

I started to struggle amidst the pouring rain.
I won’t hand over a single one of my mud-covered footprints.

I break off a branch of the acacia.
“Take a look.”
Muddled with noise, the record sings of a broken back.

The disseminating, comfortable recommendation of salvation is wrong.
I’ll deem that pulsation to be correct, gracelessly.

“WARNING!”
“STOP!”

We don’t need any salvation.

I gaze at the trampled gods.
With ignorance thick like pigment on an oil painting,
“Freedom,”
the rain fails to mingle with my tears.

I want to make certain of it—
the conclusion that threw off the book balance.
Hey, Machina...

I want to drown in this stolen flattery,
and yet, prayer soup is served on a silver plate.
But if this world will never go the way I want,
then it’s better that way.

Outside of my collapsed understanding
is a convenient pantheism.
I want to deny this sophistry.
I can get back up again, so—

Such cruel yet beloved outrageousness is called a miracle, isn’t it?
I recall those footprints.

I gaze at the painted-over sky.
The ceiling is thick like an oil painting.
“Freedom,”
The word was said almost like a prayer.

I want to make certain of it—
that I wasn’t forced to choose it or anything.
Hey, Machina...

I started to struggle amidst the pouring rain.
I won’t hand over a single one of my mud-covered footprints.

I break off a branch of the acacia.
“Take a look.”
I lift the needle from the record.
I don’t need
the song of prayer anymore.
Deus Ex Machina!

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The seal of silence upon my lips

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The seal of silence upon my lips
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