Волхв - Мир Людей
текст песни

The essence of the twilight light sky lies,
Will repaid in the capture of the Volkhiva.
The shadow of the sorrow of the gods of the dark bird flies,
Falls on the womb of the earth ...

Fog tricky sneaked through sleep
Into the panels of celestial fathers;
Lightly announced, hung all the fires
Sacred sun of priests.

Sleep wise stars, forgetting about the hearth,
Without knowing the troubles of earth;
Only the flames in hot coals are warm, -
But soon the fire will come!

Wake up, Thunder, the keeper of heaven,
Get away from silence dreams,
Stuck your arrows in confusion cross,
What is full of humility tears!

Let the wind bursting into the desperate temple,
Destroy the deaf gates
Blows all the candles, the altar will overthrow,
Let the flame break up then!

You are children of people:

You are a liabog sheep, the prophets-liars,
Vicious children of the soul.
Oh, the tribe of insignificant, led sin,
You were eternity were dead!

Poisoned by fear of rotten "love",
Il to "God" you will ask them?!
"Giving souls" blurred in blood,
Their idol is a thoughtless lie!
Is the "Abode" strong? "Heaven's stronghold?
What do death curse?
Since the eternity of the souls climbed into the cross,
What are you afraid now?!
But remember (wait!): After all, the tree rotes,
Truckle the word "good"!
Let the herd of children under them
In the name of heavenly day!