Текст песни CARDAN - апокалипсис это я

the earth suffers you - you held her by the terpila
she wears you - you put the saddle on her back
but the grave cross will just as softly become
some of the drinking groundwater will cease to be
the sun was twisted and the Creator was crying nearby, in hail.
nuclear orchids over the Garden of Eden.

Hallelujah! Lift me up - the dawn is burning with blood, the apocalypse is me
Hallelujah! Resurrect me, I will bring fire - the apocalypse is me.

worshiping Astarte the damned old whore
the fruits of science ripened on the basis of occultism
wolves burrowing in flesh tearing apart her flesh
black and fatty juices of her own are thirsty.
I bring you to reality face to face with a bastard
this is the end, what more miracle do you need