СатанаКозёл - Кузнец
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Thunder rumbles in the distance
Either a thunderstorm, but in the sky no cloud
The air is saturated with tar
The sun is on fire

The boiler boils up
Trinch cliffs under the onslaught of waves
The north wind carries
Death and storm

The hammer destroys the silence
Survived angry metal hisses angrily
With a fierce roar made of hot chest
Fire is torn

Eh, strives to burn out the flame
Yes, only all this is in vain
Blow and master Grozny
Earth echoes

Hand swing, hammer fell
On boiling gold steel
You're all the way, you're tired
But miraculous metal captivates
Does not let me leave the furs
That Perun presented you as a gift
And the work boils until the morning
So the ore turns into steel

"I wash myself an ax
Yes, this is not to know mercy "
In death, the breath is
Dance of fire

Eh, I defeated something dream
Nine days and nights I did not sleep "
Only he said it
I immediately fell

Battle is in full swing, their heads roll
Chime of swords, whistle of copies and arrows
Only the blacksmith is removing the whole fight
So on the floor he snored on his forge ...