Текст песни Многолик - Порождение черной крови

my old world is terminally ill
he is all withered and bloodless.
and I can't live, people think -
I will be killed - everyone will be better.

tearing meat to shreds
more dangerous than ever.
they catch me all over the net,
I am a product of black blood.

there is no more in this world
God and his light is not visible.
the bones of the servants of darkness crush,
the world is drowning in the arms of the plague.

I breathe in musty air
it is filled with the blood of the dead.
in the dark I can smell eyes
I hear corpses talking.

I know they are afraid of me here
it's not easy to seem a monster ...
the disease clouded their minds,
in their eyes I myself am contagious.

I have only one way -
interrupt and burn all this horror.
here the servants of darkness are scurrying about,
drown the world in the arms of the plague.

my old world is terminally ill
it is overflowing with the dead.
I'm a figment of fantasy and pain
I am a spawn of black blood ...