Написано недавно, на одном дыхании... Уже давно понравился образ "стеклянного мира". Но из Тристании здесь только название)

The world of glass, the world of lust
Where everyone must wear a mask.
The ashes of belief and trust
Are blown away by winds of death.

The world of game, the world of tears,
Forever broken paradise…
Forgotten song that lies beneath
These sad and devastated eyes.

The world of hell, the faked world
Where lives are sold, where smiles are cold
And if you drop your shield and sword
No one remembers how you’re called.

The world of dust, the world of ice
The world of dark abandoned homes
Forever broken paradise
Once was the place of peace and warmth.

The world of glass, the world of lust
Is tainting blood inside my veins.
Its emptiness is killing us
And only love can tear the chains.

Embrace me now, don’t let me fade
We’ll resurrect the frail belief
Don’t give up to the world of hate,
Step over this eternal grief!