Текст песни Арм - Между Светом и Тьмой

Night pierces black bird deaths,
Wind for him there is no council.
People implore you: do not believe,
The fact that you are just for fun.

Flapping tear silence
Thunderstorm raging near my opinion,
And for a moment close the moon:
Ancient Death returned back.

Stumbling down to the grave mound -
Black Lightning evil god
I have not been back to his native shores,
On and on the way out.

Body I have snakes, but the soul of a person -
A terrible punishment for the audacity Great.
It melts under the paws pink snow
In playing the bloody puddles glare.

Pulled years without good and evil
Rise and attack - in the name Astakhov
Where are you, my silver arrow,
The one that I caught my flight.

Very "Candle" gone into the clouds,
Song of the dragon have not finish singing,
The song, every word - longing,
Black sadness son of darkness and light.