Текст песни Mortum Demonstro - 4. Нити тьмы

Crumbled connections between things in the world!
My former reality no longer exists.
I emptiness amid unearthly other idylls,
No longer watching the usual features ...

From the gloomy gardens filled with mist,
There have strangers unearthly voices ...
They bound each sheet strange torpor
And the dead grasses sleeps frozen dew ...

In the halls of my frozen dreams ...
Flying days are no longer visible.
Stayed away the reality of the noise,
And beckoning lights in the madness of doom ...

From the gloom are invisible threads,
Having penetrated into the heart and tied forever to her.
She calls to step into a silent abode,
Under the vaults full of dancing shadows.

Again and again the thread pierce the soul,
Presented in a vision the promised paradise.
Former Ruscha once the truth of the dogma,
And resurrecting the forgotten faces of secrets.

In the halls of my frozen dreams ...
Flying days are no longer visible.
Stayed away the reality of the noise,
And beckoning lights in the madness of doom ...