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Belladonna
02:37
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Mirisla je šuma na letnje veče
Dok sladih se otrovom plodova tvojih
Žedna usta tad sokom napojih
Što ždrelo i utrobu sad mi peče
Stojiš nada mnom, crn biser te kiti
Dan je sve kraći, meni najkraći
Tamo gde odlazim, neću te naći
Ni s tvojih usana, sladak otrov piti
The forest smelled of summer eve
While I feasted on the poison of your fruit
My thirsty lips then drank the juice
That now burns my throat and gut
You stand above me, adorned in black pearls
The day is getting shorter, it's shortest for me
Where I'm going, I shall not find you
Nor drink sweet poison from your lips
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Vešala / Gallows
02:02
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Spušta se pokrov neba crveni
Crna je zemlja grehom natopljena
Pod stopalima što lebde ukočena
Na bregu postojan skelet drveni
Horizont guta zrake krvi
Omča o vratu zagrljaj poslednji
Samo u smrti ljudi su dosledni
Pođi ne boj se, nisi prvi
The sky's red shroud descends
The Earth is black, soaked in sin
Beneath the feet that hover rigid
Upon the hill the wood bones stand surefooted
The horizon swallows rays of blood
The noose around the neck a last embrace
Only in death are people consistent
Go forth and fear not, you're not the first
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Levijatan / Leviathan
02:47
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Možda sanjam
Možda svet je
Samo san koji
Odneće dan
Možda mrak je
Samo pokrov
Tamna noć koju
Smeniće dan
To nije noć
Što mrači dan
To nas sve guta
Levijatan
Perhaps I'm dreaming
Perhaps the world is
But a dream to
Be taken away by the day
Perhaps darkness is
Just a shroud
A dark night to be
Replaced by day
It's not night that
Darkens the day,
We're all being swallowed
By the Leviathan
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Kismet
04:52
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Zrno zlata u pustinji peska
Zrno je samo
Ko bljesak zvezde odavno zgasle
Daleko tamo
Na vrhu talasa beskrajnog mora
Kap se prope
Pa nazad u talas zajedno s drugim
Gde sve se stope
Kao list šume što s jeseni vene
Zgrčen i žut
Na tlu se drobi da novo seme
Uz njega nađe put
I svako danas postaće juče
Nestaće slavno
Istorija je samo đubrivo za sutra
Naravno
A grain of gold in a desert of sand
Is just a grain
Like the flash of a long dead star
Far away
Atop a wave in the endless sea
A drop rears up
And falls back into the wave
Where all melt back together again
As a leaf in the forest that withers in autumn
Shriveled and yellow
Crumbles on the ground so a new seed
May find its way
Every today will become a yesterday
Vanish in a blaze of glory
History is just fertilizer for tomorrow
After all
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KaraKura
02:26
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Nužnost promene
Donose godine
Gorak će lek
Da nam pomogne
Bolesno tkivo
Je mrtvo, ne živo
Da li ste spremni
Za novi nivo
The necessity of change
Is brought on by years
A bitter medicine
Will help us
Diseased tissue is
Dead, not living
Are you ready
For a new level?
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