Текст песни До Скону - Оскал Холодной Пустоты

His blood, washing the hand of rotten,
The mountain on the corpses of vices and infirmities.
The weakness of the attachment of the spirit to the shit,
On the death of Kama Manas thoughts and flesh.
Jump into the abyss of purity and crystal Darkness
Turn into a whirlwind of chaos and death.
Merge with the original rise of anger and power,
Subjecting the flesh, scraping a wild pain.
The sticky pus, greedily gulping mouths,
After destroying seven pillars of matter and illusion.
Infinity and the fire of internal war,
Ended with the victory of reason over the void.
Having conquered the urge to be silent and forced -
Low lusts making weak.
By reviving the fire inside the Black Dragon,
Kindled and become one with the spirit of the Dark Temple.