Текст песни Лилит Трокс - Padre

And not rest lost souls
They are like crows circling over the precipice
And demand revenge their dark shadows
In the light of the soul suggest confusion

They call forgotten in the fall
And the eyes of the weak vision presented
And demand revenge their dark shadows
In the light of the soul suggest confusion

The trap caught those who believed them
Under the yoke of rage as the evil beasts
But it requires them to sacrifice the shadow of the executioners
And the light will not open the door!

And subside prayers and clenched teeth
And henceforth never unleash the shackles
So the suffering retaliation, which ruins
Epiphany moment would never come.