Текст песни Мартиэль - Приговор

The killer has no power to mitigate the sentence,
And called the victim said they were dead.
Cannon revenge - not the sword, not the ax,
Do not poison or a bullet - but it is the end.

Do not flame steel explode out of hand,
But sharp a needle stuck into the gut
Inspired by the charms of a mortal illness -
Payback for what you thought was a game.

Because you are in the hearts of the fire lit,
For that violated their gray peace,
For that tore cardboard masks -
During that want to get even with you.

One against all - not with a sword but with a dream.
But persons of the same order not to break.
And songs like falling stones in nothing,
And torn string, like a thin thread.

Chuckle behind and contempt in the face,
But this is not enough - and the verified period.
And someone from the crowd, "brave"
Under petty account deliver the result.

He tells me: "Do not Fully fanfare!"
He will say: "All of this - the sublime nonsense."
aimed kick in the open back.
The killer will not change the verdict.