Текст песни MineGusta - Sand King - В Душе Фараон

My every batch does not go badly
Only daguerre acquired, already a turmoil
Every grain of sand will make a sieve out of you.
The desert is merciless, the deadline is numbered

With the title of King, but in the soul of the Pharaoh
And upset by your disobedience
I'm always ready to burst in an instant
Sharp undermining, wait for revival

Everyone in the desert will just die of thirst
Seeing no end to the sands, there is no more desperate death,
It's useless to look for all the miracles, there are no oases
Here comes your special last day.

It exceeded the limit
All who interfere are plunged into decay
A new home for them a tomb
Hidden in the sands for my princes

Every scorpion is happy with a gift
They are hungry - and I am affectionate to them
Seconds will pass, you can hear again
That fresh animals are needed again

Dust in your eyes
Everyone is lost what and when,
But this is only the beginning of the end
They are trying to catch the catcher.

A little bit left before the nightmare
I scatter the ground, with every blow
This is your dying rhythm
Every one of you here will be killed