Lacrimas Profundere - The Gesture Of The Gist lyrics

...and there is no sun

not then and never again

gloss nativity

desirable perfume of light

flavourless silence

the beauty of the gist

...but what is the gist

nothing or everything

embeded in lies about the real sense of life

the poise between the beginning and the end

...but this is the last dance

escape from this thorn undying

enrich me please in my truth

the slumber in enchantment

deify the breath, my only passion

...but there is no sun

no gesture no gist

only me, only freedom, only life