Текст песни Blackthorn - Одэм

"Odem"

The saint is crucified, his eyelids are covered
Eden Garden burns with carmine sleep
Watch it! From the tree, covered with thick foliage
Three demons are watching you closely

And here is the beast here, under my cold bed,
Disturbs the soul with its smell
Like a sigh of katsei on a sacrificial tripod,
In the silence of a depressing night, flowing sweet smoke

Believe me, the hour has come, the fierce beast woke up in you!
Let’s do it!

The serpent is torn to pieces, the tree blossoms again
And only your spirit calls me back
So from above, reaching the door of paradise,
Shed September rain on the vale burning poison.

If
You blindly wander
In the sands of earthly fate
Sorrow, pray and call
Then follow me