Verse I I have walked through a thousand years, Fed on mortal blood and tears. I have whispered, I have smiled, I have taken every child. I have promised gold and grace, I have looked them in the face, And they always, always break — For the mortal heart is weak. Chorus But this one will not bend, This one will not break! He smiles and calls me "friend," And I cannot make him take! The mist is closing in, The gate is sealed with stone, And I am trapped within — With a heart that is his own! Verse II I have offered him the sun, I have promised everyone. I have spoken of desire, I have offered him the fire. He just tilts his head and asks, "Why do you wear this mask?" And I feel the ancient rage — For I cannot turn the page. Chorus But this one will not bend, This one will not break! He smiles and calls me "friend," And I cannot make him take! The mist is closing in, The gate is sealed with stone, And I am trapped within — With a heart that is his own! Bridge (тише, почти рык) I have seduced the wise and fair, I have tangled kings in my hair. I have made the strongest fall, But he... he wants nothing at all. And the worst of it, the sting, Is the way he looks at me — Not with fear, not with greed, But with something... I cannot read. Verse III (яростно, с отчаянием) I have screamed into the mist, I have clenched my clawed fist, I have cursed the ancient name, I have burned in my own flame! But the orchard does not care, And the boy is standing there, With his calm and quiet eyes, And I cannot... I cannot rise. Final Chorus (медленнее, с горечью) So this one will not bend, This one will not break. He smiles and calls me "friend," And I have nothing left to take. The mist is closing in, The gate is sealed with stone, And I am trapped within — With a heart that is not my own. Outro (затихая, шёпотом, почти сломленно) ...With a heart that is not my own... ...And I am not alone...
