Текст песни Satarial - Лакающий кровь

You say that I am wicked
The enemy of the living, lacquer,
But before making a sentence
Ask me how in life I walked.
Look -
Some bird black shadow
On his grave is spinning.
And why hate, you gave me life,
Correct me to be eternal outcast?
In my house, my joy and light.
Now the wind will turn, only death walks.
And I just want to live to sunset,
So that in the darkness again danced.
Look -
How beautiful the moon.
Further - only death ...
It's time for you ...