Dark Time of Troubles
Ghost of the freedom rides a horse
Knee-deep Bloodbathes -
Even in Nightmares can’t be worse.
People have fun – slay all the old gods,
People are pray – wait sweet dreams to come
Comet in dark sky -
Sign that disasters somewhere near.
Warriors of Light
Burn fallen brothers without fear,
Soldiers of Night – world – took in the round,
Thousands of birds – crows – will fall to the ground
We don’t know who we are:
Children of the Red star
Children of the Black star
Or new graves so far
…
Dance of Death
It’s simple, scareful…
But until the hour burst out
For grave sins of our ancestors
Time of Troubles chastises us
We still be alive!
Someone ’ll survive, and someone – won’t
In wild uprushes,
Light began dim in our hold
Torn out flag – sign – surrender to foes,
But we will stand - till the end - will live for some more!..
Time of Troubles Кавер на Арию
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