Текст песни Unsilent - Diamonds Black

Shadows of night embrace
Сrowds of wandered hearts
With fog of hollow hopes
They’re marching on the road
With dead end for so long
Following their lord

There is no sorrow in their eyes
Only thirst of cult
And pack of the wolves
Feel lech for blood

Diamonds of their souls
Are scratched by knives of empty words,
False prophets, and cruel gods
Clouds of the crows flying
Over their heads
Staring at them with vulture sight

There is no sorrow in their eyes
Only thirst of cult
And pack of the wolves
Fell lech for blood

All crossroads were missed
And there is no shadow of doubt
Crowds of the damned
Follow their lord X2