une danse pour balles

I
You never saw it coming, did you?
Who is that woman, sliding through the shadows
In the city
In the eastern region of the country
Do you remember her, Albert?
This year, the new album by David Bowie
You listen in your residence so rich
He says's it's time to dance
And she's coming to take her revenge
A long time ago,
In a war
You were holding a rank of a commander
The little girl she was
Died on the day
The moon was red
The village she was born -
Burned down, with everything she was
Still she had scars in her darkest sides
She wore them with pride
This city, Albert, where we played chess
Is covered in snow
And on the white - her shadow
Today you visited the fortune-teller
The card she gave you - of a fool
But you know better, don't you?
And now she is a precise sniper
That has centered your chest
Insulting you with aiming not at head
But she suspected you don't have a heart
But she knows better
The youth she could have had
She turned into a weapon
Bowie says it's time to dance
Her bullet says it's time to die
- bang...

II
Lock all you rockets and your bullets and your guns on me
And pray it's enough
Point every weapon at me
And hope it will suffice
Like rain the shells of the guns fall
And none of them yet went through me
But we suspected you don't have the eyes
And now without your leader you are worthless
A bullet went through chest of mine
No deus ex machina to save me, right?
I must pay for a crime I've done
This path is at an end
A dead end
What an irony, right?
You would say, my teacher,
"Welcome to Valhalla,
As the brave fighter you are.
As a viking archer
You dealt a strike"
O teacher, where are you
O teacher, will I get through?
O teacher, give me all your love
They're coming
Closer now
I've only got one bullet left
I hope I'm fast enough to try it on myself
I love you, the teacher of mine
Goodbye

III
Every word is a crime
And you must answer for them
We used the words, but it turned out they weren't enough
How to value a life, against a thousand lives?
Albert is dead now, and you are on a trial
The math of death is cruel, don't you know
He killed a thousand, thousands, maybe more
And you have died, killing only the one
When you only have one life, how do you answer for such crime?
My dearest girl, be strong,
The price of veangance is so high
My bravest girl, you will not suffer anymore
Do you remember what an ouroboros is?
Well, now you'll understand
I taught you of so much
And now I have to set you free
The last beatings of your heart
Ignite a revolution among the bravest of men
The city, where I and Albert played chess
Is covered in snow
And on the white - the red
The blood of those who were opressing us
My bravest girl, the martyr
My bravest girl, I loved you
Goodbye