Текст песни Очешуеть - Сжечь ведьму

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& Quot; ... tibi domina lucida demens infelix quac multum dilexeras et amore & quot;
Bryusov & quot; The Fiery Angel & quot;

Singing, raging wind
Night match for the sacrament
Naked in the moonlight
Your pulse beat of coins
Only an hour on all released
The owner of Times
But dance is so airy
What captivated King Night ...

When all this was?
As if life back
In the palm of nails hammered
And then only Hell

A hot iron
Accepting print fire
Snake bites into the body
Hissing, sparks, ringing

You whips beat
But they did not hear the cry
And folded wings
Do not see your hangman

In stifling captivity
Against fate
Not yielding to pain
You're calling to his death

So tormented flesh, this does not relieve the pain
Not a bed of roses destined to die ...
Death will come openly, in broad daylight
To take the soul from the clutches of fire

Burn someone else's skin
With Brow erasing the stigma
And you'll be able to reveal all
Sees that they do not know

The roar of the flames died down a bit
Silenced the roar of the crowd
Simpleton exclaim
- & Quot; pure and innocent you! & Quot;

Untouched, beautiful
In the robes of fire
Executed bride
Midnight King

Above the place of a skull evil
Circling like crows
And collect life
Dower your

Death in broad daylight was herself
To take the soul from the clutches of fire
The sun hid its face, shadow hid loving
Sky pulled out a cry and forgive you

Death in broad daylight was herself
To take the soul from the clutches of fire
The sun hid its face, shadow hid loving
Sky pulled out a cry and forgive you.