活着
当活成活着的火山
亿万年寂寞的等待
只为瞬间的喷发
去融化苍白了生命的冰川
世界
在上帝的手中
如万花筒般不停地变幻
几多绚丽
几多纷繁
也躁动着数不清的生灵
在苍茫宇宙中
喘息着各自卑微的夙愿
只有活着的火山
沉默着自己
不为人知的平凡
它积蓄着
积蓄着
把谁也触摸不到的温度
在腹中搅拌出地动山摇的沸点
它等待着
等待着
在某一个有着铺满红霞的清晨
或者有着血染西天的傍晚
它就会撕裂自己的胸膛
释放无穷的熔岩
连同粉碎的骨头
连同流淌的血浆
都拼接成火红的穹隆辉地映天
活着
就一定要活成活着的火山
倦了
累了
可以枕着惨淡的冷月休眠
只为下一个
是的
是下一个悄无声息的积淀
直到魔鬼的高炉
在脚下燃烧着
燃烧着
永不熄灭的火焰
Live As A Volcano
Live
As a volcano alive
Just for an instantaneous eruption
After billions of years' dormancy
Melting the glacier with paled lives
The world being changed by God
like kaleidoscope
How colorful
How complicated
Perturbing and agitating the countless souls
Calcating to make their own paltry dream true
That only the volcano remains silent
Unknown and ordinary
Its power up
And up
To the right outbreak point
Which could collapse the mountain and destroy the earth
It waits
Waiting for
A morning covered with alpenglow
Or an evening with blood-red sunset glow
Tearing its breast
The magma throwing itself into the air
Mingled with shattered molten rock
And outflowing lava
Magically changing into orange-red splendour arround the vault of heaven
Live
As a volcano alive
Resting with cold moon accompanied
Once and for all
When being weary
Or tired
For the next cycle of sedimentary accretion
Until the blast furnace of devil
Burns at your feet
Burning and shinning
flaming forever
