Rishloo - Dark Charade [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Part I]
I've been dredging the lake of my soul
For a place I've never been
Scattering the last of my thoughts
To capture a whim

Oh, filled my lungs to limit
And found out why we stay in denial
On this unclimbed stairway
Watching life go by

I'll make it easier on those of us
Who don't know that I am still here
Imagining dial-tone schemes...
Dial-tone schemes...
When I lost myself in the dark charade
But I promise, my performance was flawless
I lost myself in the dark charade

And I swear, I'm far more crazy
Than the rumours make me out to be!

Crazy...
Crazier... than... me...

[Part II]
All we are is all we are -
Featureless, with inside scars
We sink through walls
And float right through it all

If all we are is what they say
We'll become them, along the way
Who were we, before we were ashamed?

Don't tell them the cause
Between fragments of all of us
Still the rain to rhyme the reason
Take some time to find the one

To find the soul to make me god enough
That I could save us all!
And do you love me, now that
I can save us all?
Do you love me, now that
I can save us all?

Do you love me now?!

[Part III]
If you'll just stand over here
We'll find a place where you can waste away
Sorry it's not what you sought
But superstition is all we brought, today

I'll return you to the wind
For circumstantial assurances, love!
Sold the sea to buy the ship -
I think I may have fucked up things, again!

Found a way to make your soul alive -
To make you slight!
So, who will be the first in line?!

This was all an unfortunate mistake
Do you recall a little bit of innocence?
A time that we could still forgive, and forget
I remember plastic pills, and crystal balls
Within syringes, filled - filling up with
Algorithms, circuitry, this fluid frame
Has shown me things I fear...
I know...
I believe...!

So, who will be the first in line?!

[Part IV]
We're not there
We're not there
Don't look at them!
Don't look - stare with your menacing cinder eyes
At the least of us, who have given our lives

We are the same
Where the sanguine ought to be
We pale in the light we bend
Oh, enough said!
Where is the love, you liar?!