Текст песни Бамбуковый зонтик - Тристрам

Nothing is now left
Heroes go back to rock the cradle of infernal
But in my hands my own path selection
Again, I'm trying to find the limit

Torn, erupts in the skies
Some believed that the true miracles
But my miracles are not so many out there,
Where calling me Tristram

Olden Deckard was restless that night
Stars fall, dispelling doubts away
And do not run away from the upcoming end
Evil has stepped on the threshold Kaldeyskogo Palace

Torn, erupts in the skies
Some believed that the true miracles
But my miracles are not so many out there,
Where calling me Tristram

The Bastion chaos and heroes out of luck -
At Crystal Peak them meets Evil One
Back in the world of shadows, and no more hope,
But Diablo killed and presented to the world the light

Torn, erupts in the skies
Some believed that the true miracles
But my miracles are not so many out there,
Where calling me Tristram