Текст песни Iperion - Безликий

Very often I see a crow
He flies off into the distance on a cold moonlight
And quiet tread faceless people
There is a walkway in accuracy to become his

It arose under the faces of the god of war
And he went to a fight breaking boards
Hating himself and breath of darkness
With the death of his infinitely stores

At the dawn of the acrid smell of heat
Bright sunlight corrodes eyes
I was born to the sound of swords
I'm an immortal creature I faceless vampire

Only my Raven and I, that I have
People chase me, despise me
I hate that black moment
When I was a creature forever

But who knows because my god
The usual brightness ages
Dilute paints the world
And while in the distance moved

This is the custom of mortal females
Heartbroken and destiny
Pray to the gods and fry the brain
To eat it then ....

It arose under the faces of the god of war
And he went to a fight breaking boards
Hating himself and breath of darkness
With the death of his infinitely stores