Somewhere out there - in the distance

[Verse 1] Somewhere far, far away, between heavens and this earth of sin, In a stormy sea of passions, grief and sorrow lost their trail. Let the soul tremble, finding neither sleep nor peace within, We are not meant to darken ages with the sadness we exhale. But alas, all are blind... Yet they dream of a castle of leisure, Where the lies and the golden calf have long since made their nest... We, the stray servants of God, still lack the courage to measure Out a path to become a guiding star, and put our faith to rest. [Chorus] Somewhere far, far away, we are strangers on this earth already, Just a veil of the spirit on us, not this flesh so damp and hot. Our reflection here may only be a raw recruit, unsteady... And the trembling soul once more longs for the peace that it has sought. [Verse 2] Somewhere far, far away, the Devil breaks from his abyss, From the mist-covered mountains, a roar and the gnashing of the land... He despises the light, luring crowds to the scaffold's kiss, To perform the rite: buying souls for power and rubles in hand. Just one comfort remains — the awareness that it's not so near us, As we strain and we search for the answers this life could hide... And while we on Earth are not yet on the black list to fear us, Our grief and our longing she has locked up tightly deep inside. [Chorus] Somewhere far, far away, we are strangers on this earth already, Just a veil of the spirit on us, not this flesh so damp and hot. Our reflection here may only be a raw recruit, unsteady... And the trembling soul once more longs for the peace that it has sought. [Verse 3] Somewhere far, far away, in the endless and living circle turning, A wondrous world — long-awaited, a spiritual peace to keep. Only here on earth, in the dark, we bow to a beast so yearning, In this sweet, deceptive lie, Life has fallen into nothing deep. Bitter grew the bread and the sweat, the hurried march through torment, And the flight and the fall from every height that we once gained. The wondrous world was willingly surrendered to the plunderers' judgment, Spawn of the Devil await their master's arrival, long ordained. [Chorus] Somewhere far, far away, we are strangers on this earth already, Just a veil of the spirit on us, not this flesh so damp and hot. Our reflection here may only be a raw recruit, unsteady... And the trembling soul once more longs for the peace that it has sought. [Outro] And the trembling soul once more longs for the peace that it has sought...