Oh, the empires calling, 呵呵，帝国打电话，

Trying to hear his voice, 想听到他的声音，

While he’s preaching to the choir, 虽然他的说教的合唱团，

And that choir is death and noise. 和合唱团是死亡和噪音。

   

And he closes up his fist, and he sees if they exist. 他关闭了他的拳头，他认为，如果他们存在。

   

Angels with broken wings, 天使折翼，

Melodic harmonies she sings. 旋律优美的和声，她唱的。

She brings you white daffodils, 她带给你的白色水仙，

You place them on your windowsill. 你把它们放在你的窗台。

   

Then you open up your fist, and you see if they exist. 然后，你打开你的拳头，你看他们是否存在。

   

Well you sit in dark forests, 那么你在黑暗的森林坐下，

You’ve been there for quite a while. 你已经有相当长一段时间。

And when they come to take you, 而当他们来接你，

You just sit and smile. 你只要坐下来，微笑。

   

You say, “Hey, you take this. I’m gonna see if you exist.” 你说：“嘿，你拿这个。我要看看你的存在。 “

   

Oh it’s time to leave here, 哦，是时候离开这里了，

And I still have my knife, 我还有我的刀，

And it’s pressed up against my body, 而且它压起来反对我的身体，

Tonights gonna be the night. 今晚会是深夜。

   

And I cut my own wrist, just to see if I exist. 我砍我自己的手腕，只是为了看看我的存在。