En Declin - 1647 lyrics

[music by En Declin - lyrics by Carmelo Paci] In The Spanish Court All Run On The Slime Of A Last Summer's Day Light Staring At The Immobile Square From The Dark Space Of A Room, Through The Eyes Of Amaranth Curtains, And The Last Days Coming On.... A Long Time Space To Stare In And Wait For Ever... I Know We Have To Lost All Our Senses For Sure I Prepare Medications Of Soul In Front The Machine My Soul Desolated Like The Landscape I Wanted To Calm The Agitation Of Our Life The Declining State Of The Vice Reign Led Me Like Stranger On My... Far Dynastic Shelter, To Reveal Only A False Climbing Up. I've Fear To Know Once More, Among Folders Of New World. So My Fee Holds Me, And I Remain Still, Stay Knowing But I Am Blind. I Know We Have To Lost All Our Senses For Sure Art As A Sub-Escape Out, Along Flemish Nights Paths My Soul Desolated Like The Landscape I Wanted To Calm The Agitation Of Our Life I Can't Leave The Mine, Before Fulfilled Duties Of Ancient Blood, To Ride The Centuries I Learned The Fleeting Nature Of The Poor Flesh Before The Lifeless, Wanting It, Convicted By