Вспорхнуть в небеса

The abyss with no bottom,
The Old Man to be thrown down
And all the crowd gathered awaits.
Their silent empty eyes,
Just hate's their only guide,
No sympathy, no word to say.

Execution has to start
And noise among the crowd,
But he withdrew their expectations.
He's flying high above!

Reaching up to the skies,
Breaking hearts with arise!
Flashing out brand new dawn,
New star in the morn!
Pouring down with the rain,
He brought his soul through that pain.
Now in silence he screams:
Just [bad word] in your dreams!

The crowd stands still amazing
With eyes that fear ablazing
And prays the Old Man to forgive.
No single honest soul,
Their hearts are dead and cold
And fear is one thing they believe.

They will never understand
He's not the chosen One.
But he held his dream in hands
And don't afraid [bad word] 

Reaching up to the skies,
Breaking hearts with arise!
Flashing out brand new dawn,
New star in the morn!
Pouring down with the rain,
He brought his soul through that pain.
Now in silence he screams:
Just [bad word] in your dreams!