Текст песни Мегаполис - Гроза в деревне

from the forest came the darkness
sharpening his scythe
silence
not a soul in the village
shutters slammed into homes
Only Fyodor Fool
fell out of the house
looked over his shoulder
and middle of the road sat

storm in the village
storm in the village

Only Fyodor Fool
fell out of the house
looked over his shoulder
and middle of the road sat
sharpening his scythe darkness
not a soul in the village
Fyodor sitting in the middle of
spat back the darkness and went

storm in the village
storm in the village

storm in the village
storm in the village

storm in the village
storm in the village