Album: Verisäkeet (2005)

Haaska


raunioita tuhotun kaupungin vierestñ katsellen
vai ylñpuolella auringon eksyneenñ taivasta halkoen?
koska kuoli tuo kurja olento, tiedñ en

kynnet selñssññn hetken levñhtññ
kasvot hiekassa hetki katoaa

liian kauas katseensa hamuaa
kun eivñt kotkatkaan pilvissñ lennñ
on rauta voimaton aikaa vastaan
kaikki aseensa joutuvat laskemaan
ja kaiken turhuuden unohtaen
suohon pññtyy vielñ tñmñkin

vain tuhkaa poltetun kaupungin unet valloittajien
ylñpuolella auringon tyhjyys olkoon maa tññltñ
karkoitettujen

kynnet selñssññn hetken levñhtññ
kasvot hiekassa hetki katoaa

hitain askelin liian kaukaa
moni itselleen aarteita saalistaa
on rauta voimaton aikaa vastaan
kaikki lihassaan joutuvat kitumaan

turha on vñsyneen odottaa
kuka valmis on matkastaan luopumaan
tñllñ tiellñ ei kukaan kulje meitñ vastaan

lopulta aika palkitsee
minkñ ajassa ihminen kñrsii
kuolema kalventaa kaikkien kasvot
jñttññ ruumiit kynsiin korppien
miekasta nielet veren jonka lasket
suohon pññdyt vielñ sinñkin

puiden oksilla, vuorten rinteillñ
istuvat vaiti nuo hahmot
vain odottaen ettñ polvillesi putoat
ja kasvosi hiekkaan painat
et enññ liiku, silloin tiedñt...

[English translation:]

[Carrion]

staring the ruins of a defeated town
or splitting the sky lost beyond the sun?
when did that cursed being die, i know not

claws in his back he lays to rest
face in the sand and it all is gone

too far his stare is trying to reach
while eagles soar below the clouds
iron has no strength against time
all have to lay down their arms
and to forget all that is vain
into the swamp this will end

mere ashes of a burnt town the dreams of conquerors
the void beyond the sun now the land for the banished

claws in his back he lays to rest
face in the sand and it all is gone

by slow footsteps from too far away
many are claiming treasures for themselves
iron has no strength against time
all are destined in the torment of flesh

in vain the tired will wait
who are ready to give up their journey
for on this path none will cross our way

eventually time will repay
what man has suffered in time
faces turn pale in death
and corpses are left for the crows
by the sword shall you swallow the blood you have let
into the swamp you will end

on the branches of trees, on the mountain slopes
those silent figures are watching
waiting for you to fall on your knees
and to bury your face in the sand
you no longer move, it's when you know...