Текст песни Гевал - Камлание

These are not crust, but Kamlany
It laughs ancient Sphinx
Who alien gods suffering
Pass in the sacred stycot

Oh god right, devil left
But who is black here, who is here white
One hand wrote Buddha
In one bore, burn the minds
And to those who did their hard way
And we, that praying crosses.

On my feet the same dirt
I walked on the same roads
Closing his face from fire
And let me shake me rock

Live in subconsciously labyrinths
How the king is an Edipan to wander in darkness
In all madness Kamlany
Dancing naked at the moon
And black thoughts round
Here in the fly the right way
Dance in Kamlany agony
In it, claiming its essence.