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 pa**ion ...but there is no sun no gesture no gist only me, only freedom, only life