Ennui End of the Circle 1. End of the Circle There's no mind capable of grasping the beauty Of pure primal chaos, its quantum genius It contains the essence but not false definitions Beyond the verge of countless times and dimensions Being reached once, and never come back All the mundane paths meet in a tiny point All that have existed, all that will just exist All that have never happened and whenever took place Time rules over the flesh inexorably With inconceivable strength and power Step by step, submissively, move towards Neither heaven, nor hell Where the eternity comes to its end Don't search for supreme entity within perdition Wandering minds were never to see the truth Beneath the stars looking down, so sharp and cruel They've desecrated the landscape With a variety of graves Pale worms are swarming under the flabby sallow skin Fed on the flesh of their blissful creator He is the origin, the universe and the certain end Let your pus ooze out of your ulcers Exult, oh paragon of creation! You saved the cantle of poverty in your pocket Marching in lockstep through wavside mud Sobbing violently, laughing aloud to the sky You gave your color dreams away For substitute beauty... Dissolved in the shadow of your deceitful glory, Entirely leaving nothing behing... Praying furtiely For coming back overfilled with glare life force, For children you have begotten And ruthlessly killed They won't come out of slumber Unable to trust, not for a moment, You stand among them again through took leave... Circle by circle, again and again, By the whirl of life and death Burdensome ailment corrodes The sacrament of every rebirth At a run, on the road to nowhere That seems to be beaten track, You discern the light prints Which only could be left by you Lie to yourself while wither, Even the endless finally ends. Even the darkness became blind Circles of being going to be broken Bright image of us died 2. The Withering Part I - Of Hollow Us Under the burden of centuries, there is no answer we were searching for After our ruin there will not remain anyone who will mourn We are trying to see our own reflection in the starlit skies And we pull our hands up to the stars, staring to their glimmering eyes And in vain we are trying to explain our unbearable woe Which poisoned our mortal souls, which will let us die alone Forever empty are our hearts, and so worthless was our birth, An empty life, an empty thought, empty sky above the earth Our being... so useless, so instant, floating through the time, So aimless we are hitting the desolated shores of our own life We are nothing but a moment, a wrested relic left behind Just a dust upon the vastness, thrown away to born and die Our being has no meaning and our death has no sense Beneath the blinks of endless stars... we have no place for presence Our rules and our morals are so senseless and so vain Our pain and our sorrow, forever unheard shall be remain Nobody cares about our despair and nobody will ever regret When our light will be faded down and we all will be forever dead 3. The Withering Part II - Of Long-Dead Stars [GEORGIAN] ვარსკვლავბო, მესმის ზარი მარადის, იქნებ მომკლავდეთ უზღვრო ნათელში თქვენსკენ მოვდივარ. როგორც ზვარაკი, უკიდეგანო. შავბნელ ღამეში და ამ ციალში უეცრად ვხვდები, რამხელა ტანჯვით ნელ-ნელა კვდებით. მიყურებთ, როგორც წყვდიადის თვალნი, შორს წარსულიდან. მოუსათვალნი მარადის ბნელ, უსასრულოდ. შავი სივრციდან ლამპარის-თანა-ვარსკვლავედიდან დაბრმავებული ღვთიერი ხიბლით ჩემი წარსულის ბილიკით ვივლი თქვენიდან ვიშვი და ვახილე თვალი ჩემი დაიწყო სიცოცხლე მწარი და ისევ გხედავთ თუმცა აღარც ხართ საუკუნის წინ იქეცით ნაცრად ყველანი გვშობა მიწამ და სითბომ დაბადებამდე სიკვდილმა გვიხმო დაშანთულები ბოროტი წყევლით ამ სამოთხიდან ჩვენ განვიდევნეთ როცა მოვკვდებით. ვიქცევით სილად წერია მკვდარი ვარსკვლავის სხივად ჩვენ გვეჩვენება. ცხოვრება თითქოს მცდარი და ცრუ შეიძლება იყოს არავითარი მიზრო ჯაჭვი ყველა ცოცხალი ვიქცევით მკვდრად და მიწაც მალე იქცევა მტვრად დაგვმარხეთ... გულხე დაგვადეთ მხოლოდ ამ ვარსკვლავების მდუმარე წონა საფლავის ქვაზე ნურაფერს დაწერთ მვინდა სიჩუმის კალთაში ჩავწვეთ მარტომ ვიცხოვრეთ, ახლა კი გვძინავს, ჩვენ სამარეზე ანთია ცივი დიდი ხნის წინათ ჩამქრალი სხივი [ENGLISH] O, mighty stars I hear your cries Please let me die Within thy endless light I observe your Desperate shine Through the shroud Of endless nights And through those blinks of light I see How desperately slow you are dying out Just like the billions of scorching eyes upon me Staring through the past in which you are drown Through this starlit infinity You will illuminate my path Enchanted by your divinity I wander under shine of past Born out of your flames I opened my eyes Beneath your gaze I have started my life And long time after you emit last light I still behold the forms of your cosmic afterlife And we all have been dead before our birth Our destiny and lifeforms, our Sun and our Earth From expanding point till the point of the end We all have been condemned To exist in fear of inevitable end Everything was written in the stars... long dead How absurd and senseless is our existence Just a certain chain of random coincidences But everything will die, our presence shall turn into dead Our gravestones disappear beneath the light of stars Bury us into cold and empty darkness Only the stars will whisper us their painful silence Let us sleep forever, while our shadow pass away Beneath the shining beauty of obscured dismay We all lived alone But now shall be gone And the blink of light thrown on Upon our lost tombstone