The texture of the soul is a liquid that casts a vermilion flood The texture of the soul is a liquid that casts a vermilion flood A textura da alma é um liquido que derrama um fluido avermelhado From a wound carved as an oath; it fills the river bank a sanguine fog From a wound carved as an oath; it fills the river bank a sanguine fog de uma ferida entalhada como um juramento; ela completa a margem com uma névoa sanguinea. These arms were meant to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten These arms were meant to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten Estes braços foram ditos perdidos! Golpeados, machucados e esquecidos. The texture of time is a whisper that echoes across the flood The texture of time is a whisper that echoes across the flood A textura do tempo é um sussuro que ecoa atráves desse fluido It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, through every sullen bough it sings It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, through every sullen bough it sings Seu hino ressoa de árvore a árvore, através de cada ramo tristonho ele é cantado. These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, unearthed and broken These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, unearthed and broken Estes ramos foram ditos perdidos! Feridos, arrancados e quebrados. Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these limbs into the water Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these limbs into the water Da terra à carne, da carne à madeira, estes ramos são jogados na água Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast this stone into the water... Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast this stone into the water... Da carne à madeira, da madeira para a pedra, esta pedra é jogada na água