Текст песни Обрядовое Состояние Погребения - Дыхание Хаоса

Chaos Breath
 
Imitating the wind, breaking out of the mountain gorges
Under his own flute sounds
And the sky will open the gates of the kingdom of death.
Having on freedom, I will breath of wind.
 
Caressing eyes mystic rose
Pain burn love and hate in me.
Through the darkness shine I touch of Eternity,
 Forever lost in oblivion.
There, where the gods dance in our hearts;
To where are ashamed of all hope;
Where mad our freedom
In anticipation of the wedding of darkness and light.
 
Ringtones wind uplift my soul
On the fate of the mountain on a moonlit night, where in the ocean of peace
 my spirit I solution so that the greatness in silence
To hear the breath of the Great Chaos.
 
Liberty wind in the majesty of the sky
Section darkness. The earth will wake
From the dreams of illusion, will awaken, and we
Stop playing the role of the then dead.