Lucifugum - Тризна-хула
текст песни

I see the world that looks at me
Through the glare of eternity torn day
My name is an insult for everyone
threshold at the bottom, an obstacle of interference
Fear of generations, signs with signs
fell by greatness, empty seeds
I will spit on the teeth of enemies
does not consider
God is not ready to accept you all
My Lick is lit in the wasteland
All winds! but only through these gates
My path is not true
my trace burned the light, a cork for the cross
praise in a prayer dump
There is little hair in your brush
There are many lanes in your book
In "nothing" more letters than in "many"
I will dip the impotent God into life
The smell of meaning was boiled off the rat
the mol does not fade, the dust does not hang
for clean everything is white, the straw is holy
Kohl a miracle in the moslah brought the sheep