Текст песни Закрытое Предприятие - В ночи

In the night, a cold dream wakes the ice
Old dust, new blood
In the night a light breeze makes a moan
This is my driven god

Red sunset wrap your back
To me

In the night I pick up a sharp sickle
But you won't come with me
In the night I'll take the cold dawn
Wet days rusty blood

Red sunset wrap your back
To me

In the night, ice cold awakens a dream
Old temple, new blood
In the night a light breeze makes a moan
This is my bound god

Red sunset wrap your back
To me ... in the night ...