Шепот рун - Источник темного искуства
текст песни

Your hand on the window
Ice with sparkling gray ...
A rush of grief in your shower
White frost.
Vidden in memory to pop up ...
The pulse will fill the veins.
To become the right remind
The darkness of the ancient faith.

The focus of the death of stench-black
The sterifier wind is anger.
From the height of heaven mighty
Source of dark art!
Through the thread of shower with a smile of shadow,
Grinning a beast, blood with a hop ...
In the spark on the tip of the Gungnir
Hug your bold brothers.

Club snake spring poison -
Pour the fierce songs in anger.
The moment of the triumph is a bloody dawn -
In the dream of a tired minute,
When in the chest with other breath
Sing and whine sadness.
Then you will become higher again -
Source of dark art.

Creeping creepy, a host of death
Brokes the frost of the victim will
The shines of the north and darkness,
Clusting the flesh of the flesh with pain ...
Where the forest is a dense forest,
Mengirov signs in the snow with a snack,
There is our life, there the heart torments there
Breath Tula with a siza haze.

With my hand on the window,
The trace of sparkling gray ...
An example of your will in your soul
White frost ...
Viddle in memory surfacing -
The pulse will fill the veins.
The art of a dark sip -
Ancient Vera anthem!