Nokturnal Mortum - Нити Судьбоносной Узлы
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Forests of dark moan
Through my daring soul
Wild, dashing, dare
Like a mourning stream
Darkness that stole the earth,
Breeding, imprisoned
I strangled my arms,
I did not give her a sip of life,
Palm and awe of the bark
Pain, weakness of the vile call
Blood bitterness and death cold,
Wind mountain impulse
The branches of the rings of the dead
They clung to fear
Death is not terrible while you are young
Or an old man when you wait for the pores
But hands stretch to the stars,
Looking for a fateful thread
Let the legs stand in the grave
Winged in it do not rot.
Spitting with poison, fearing your shadow,
Envy sign, stigma of egoism,
Death and vice, a lesson is not understood
As always, false optimism is full
Mazhma call, misunderstanding
Morality and principle sinking like manure
Gathering dirt, burning life,
Hands from anger in the bloodsticking
Someone threw a coin
Playing
Studying the trunk of a pistol,
He looks into her face.
Someone found protection at the worm
Under the greedy star of the fatal
Blood for food gave the parasite,
Poisoned, buried in the mud of centuries -old.
And the wind howls everything, fighting with silence
He takes the crying from an ancient forest
Sorrow walks around the grave of kissing
The wine-crust is singing a buried demon
And he laughs everything greedy
Hisses with anger, breaking his fangs
Sleep darkes the likeness of life by Tware
What a lie was fed from the hand
One fights and the other spits,
There are those who laugh at them
He is looking for passion, losing himself,
And this one in fear bursts loving,
Death with a scythe hope drive,
Torn to rip off a squeezed carcass
The deserted demon will die from the rain,
Blood poisoned the soul.