Текст песни Black Shadow - Мертвые Топи

There, among the rocks and bogs,
Where there is no singing of birds and animals,
Lay there dead Marsh,
Covered corpses of people.

Silence envelops Marsh,
Surges on fear of mankind.
And there are ominous fly kites,
Guarding the dead ashes.

The fog that has covered the top of the quagmire,
Beckons those who wander in the darkness.
And all of them are false trails
At the meeting a dark fate.

I create these dead Marsh
Great father - Satan.
And the unenviable fate of those people,
Who was here last night.

Chorus:
Forgotten, abandoned the dead marshes.
And the wind rushing over the world fame.
To learn how to suffer those sinful souls.
In his world takes their father Satan!