Текст песни Крада - Реальность

Shoulder to shoulder, to dispel the world
Mora sea of ​​tears.
Blade undefeated in tight side
Hateful ideas
There were only the dregs!

Where at the beginning of the new epoch,
Shed the blood of the great.
Battle of sweetness,
For those who do not propyl,
Not sold reason and honor.
Are we to live?

From the mouth of entertainers freaks "Thank the Gods"
Aki hula their wooden sword crows to laugh,
Where Volh trader and one entity.
The price that is required at the thirty silver!

Insanity churches, whether to curse me?
Crosses are dead, their own propyl monk!
To the glory of the sword case unleashed a word thief!
Charge of idle tales,
In reality!

Heat, barren field of black seed!
Heat, unkind fetus perished tree!
Death herd asexual klyatyh twice!
Sorrow, back darivshim the enemy tribe!

Plague, in both your houses
Death righteous branding,
Cursed blood!
All-consuming fire, red-hot steel!
Patterned three worlds stage,
Real Madrid!