| Song | The Devil's Instrument |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | Todeswunsch |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:46.000] | Thoughts are spinning their inescapable threads |
| [00:50.500] | transforming us cruelly into marionettes |
| [00:56.500] | Everything |
| [00:58.000] | I feel is pain and the |
| [01:00.000] | Devil holds us in his hands. |
| [01:06.000] | Buried desperately in my chest |
| [01:11.000] | a rose for myself and a rose for the dead. |
| [01:18.500] | A serenade of tears, |
| [01:20.000] | lifelessly we feel the beat, |
| [01:23.000] | though no orchestra is there to be seen... |
| [01:29.000] | I am you, |
| [01:30.500] | I am you - you are me, |
| [01:34.000] | what I am, what are you |
| [01:37.000] | who are we ? |
| [01:40.000] | What is truth and what is lie |
| [01:45.000] | Who are you and what am I? |
| [01:52.000] | In a cradle of mercy |
| [01:57.000] | we are sleeping the half-sleep of oblivion. |
| [02:03.000] | No holy water could wash away our faults |
| [02:08.000] | nor do benediction purify our unclean souls. |
| [02:13.000] | The gates remain locked for the wingless children of wrath |
| [02:19.000] | so long ago splintered and trodden down |
| [02:28.000] | as children of glass... |
| [02:34.000] | Please, my Lord, |
| [02:36.000] | extinguish the light, |
| [02:39.000] | the illumination hurts my eyes. |
| [02:45.000] | My choice was wrong, so wrong: |
| [02:50.000] | truly everything we feel is pain... |
| [02:56.000] | Why and who are you and me? |
| [02:59.000] | Who are you and who are we? |
| [03:09.000] | What is true and what is lie? |
| [03:11.000] | Who are you and who am I? |
| [03:20.000] | We are crying with wolves |
| [03:25.000] | like stones we are sleeping with the dead; |
| [03:31.000] | soon we'll be gone and |
| [03:36.000] | you're left the instrument... |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:46.000] | Thoughts are spinning their inescapable threads |
| [00:50.500] | transforming us cruelly into marionettes |
| [00:56.500] | Everything |
| [00:58.000] | I feel is pain and the |
| [01:00.000] | Devil holds us in his hands. |
| [01:06.000] | Buried desperately in my chest |
| [01:11.000] | a rose for myself and a rose for the dead. |
| [01:18.500] | A serenade of tears, |
| [01:20.000] | lifelessly we feel the beat, |
| [01:23.000] | though no orchestra is there to be seen... |
| [01:29.000] | I am you, |
| [01:30.500] | I am you you are me, |
| [01:34.000] | what I am, what are you |
| [01:37.000] | who are we ? |
| [01:40.000] | What is truth and what is lie |
| [01:45.000] | Who are you and what am I? |
| [01:52.000] | In a cradle of mercy |
| [01:57.000] | we are sleeping the halfsleep of oblivion. |
| [02:03.000] | No holy water could wash away our faults |
| [02:08.000] | nor do benediction purify our unclean souls. |
| [02:13.000] | The gates remain locked for the wingless children of wrath |
| [02:19.000] | so long ago splintered and trodden down |
| [02:28.000] | as children of glass... |
| [02:34.000] | Please, my Lord, |
| [02:36.000] | extinguish the light, |
| [02:39.000] | the illumination hurts my eyes. |
| [02:45.000] | My choice was wrong, so wrong: |
| [02:50.000] | truly everything we feel is pain... |
| [02:56.000] | Why and who are you and me? |
| [02:59.000] | Who are you and who are we? |
| [03:09.000] | What is true and what is lie? |
| [03:11.000] | Who are you and who am I? |
| [03:20.000] | We are crying with wolves |
| [03:25.000] | like stones we are sleeping with the dead |
| [03:31.000] | soon we' ll be gone and |
| [03:36.000] | you' re left the instrument... |