Текст песни на стихи о.громыко - я последняя из проклятых, я воскресшая из умерших

In the last rays of the day of fire
The shadow will freeze on the plates of street
I - the last of the Damned
I - rising from the dead
All that was - me acquainted
All that will be - I invented
In the darkness I - bright sun
Clear noon - moonless darkness
Who I am? Wind over the mounds.
Who I am? The peaks of rocks under the steeper
Kite, climbing over the wounds.
Dog, trained to tear the throat
Black horse - my friend only
Sharp sword - righteous defender
I go through the winding
Not accustomed to live by the rules
And through the prism of spells
As stroke, comes a vision:
"Hello, dear creature!
Hello darkness causing ...