This one I made it in english. Enjoy
~Jirisys ()Under cover of night I go.
Watching, standing ready;
My hand is steady;
it happened not a while ago.
Skies of blue, clouds of black.
Skies of black, clouds of violet.
There is yet no sound of a bullet;
I do nothing, but attack.
What was once unimportant;
now it's deadly poison.
To remember, it is an illusion;
but doing it, is succulent.
It's a perilous journey;
yet I will ride on a pale horse.
I should not have any remorse,
alas, I was not meant to win the tourney.
I cannot go stepping on a rock,
chanting an anthem, saving the world.
My traces and symbols are curled.
I will do whatever the fuck.
There is no wish to remember,
but I find comfort in sadness;
yet, there is no happiness.
It was, after all; bloody september.
I do not scream more in agony,
I only sorrow in solitude.
While I was happy with many a platitude.
If only, one could forsee destiny.
There is no recovery for today.
I wish to keep it's magnificence.
And keep the rest to the inmense.
And still, nothing changes on new year's day.
The rest is just meaningless,
it barely passes my mind.
I hear the plates and the stick grind.
Not a figure or a necklace.
No need to enjoy the silence,
there won't be any enjoying.
Many dreams I'm destroying.
I don't want a halo, I want violence.
Screaming in pain, thinking too much.
Wasting my valuable time,
but back then I had to rhyme.
No landscape, no campaign.
It's been happening a while ago.
Nobody was there nearby.
I don't want to say goodbye,
but with sorrow, under cover of night I will go.