Kult - W czarnej urnie

In the black urn of all my black years
Black lightning is burning a black flower
Black suns are fading, black new moon is rising
Let us hurry before the black day returns.

Like a smoke your golden body is curling around
Shaking, sweating gold... and I'm in you.
I'm drowning in blackness,
Sipping gold from your mouth,
Like I was sipping the sap
From torn birches that spring.

But there is still this world crawling around us,
The world of my bloody axes, of your vibrant rags.
Entangled circle is getting tighter and tighter,
Our hands are getting dreadfully colder and colder.

Neither live alone, neither live together.
Neither live alone, neither live apart.

There is no spasm that can turn
A fog that once had been a steel
Back into a steel.

Let's not even try again
Bind each other with a chain of words.

Neither live alone, neither live together.
Neither live alone, neither live apart.

How many lives passed like a moment?
How long ago it had been, maybe a week, maybe a century?

Time is drizzling upon my bed
Like an autumn rain,
Washing away my tears and your blood.

And the cloak of oblivion is coating that night
When we had been spitting in each other faces
For the first time.

We had been singing then,
"Happiness" - me, "luck" - you.
Like daggers stuck into each other,
Deep to the guards.

My heart burst from grief.
Warm your hands over the ashes,
we can go now.
You - into your castles of mud,
me - into my stinky pub.
And we leave the house empty
Empty like Mayerling palace.

Neither live alone, neither live together.
Neither live alone, neither live apart.
Neither live alone, neither live together.
Neither live alone, neither live apart.

I can hear your muffled voice
Your bitter words through the tears.
But there is only anger inside me,
This aimless rage replaced you in me.

Neither live alone, neither live together.
Neither live alone, neither live apart.
Neither live alone, neither live together.
Neither live alone, neither live apart.