Flёur - Молох
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Above the world, who fell asleep carelessly,
rises the shadow of the sinister
a giant ascended from stone,
Terrible idol with animal grinning

His empty eye sockets are watching
Behind our dreams

Raising the bloody palms,
His priests lead their ceremonies,
their cruel rites and processions,
Preparing new innocent sacrifices

For the sake of a terrible god,
whose name is Moloch

I hear the hellish roar of Tamtami
I hear ritual singing
Flame rises to the stars,
above the stars - mountains of black ash

His stone hands stretch
To us above the abyss

Forgetting about yesterday's losses
We create, grow, build and believe
Peace comes to the tired land,
Only he doesn’t do enough for a second

He is always on the alert-
Bloodless ruthless Moloch