Текст песни Орден Фавна - 7. Скрещены мечи

However:
The heart beats.
Blood spilled.
There is no way back.

The point is simple:
The world on the edge,
And over the edge of hell.

P:
Death will admit to the world,
Darkness uroyu it forever!
And even the gods can not help it!

However:
Red Star broke out in the night
Black flag rose over the abyss.
Choosing committed, crossed swords,
The battle for the fate of the world began.

Frozen hand of the clock
Life and death on the scales

Brother against brother
This board
For the sins of the people

That decent,
Death of a hero
Or a thousand deaths?

A:
Wake up from sleep!
You're the last guardian of the portal
You made an oath to protect this world!

However:
Someone has to fall, though only one,
Blades Swords lit in the darkness.
Victory or death, this is the price
Million fate of the earth.

Frozen hand of the clock
Life and death on the scales

(a final blow to distortion, to symbolize a kind of cycle, disorientation, blablabla invented himself, stupid chtoli?)
Dark. Light.
Meaning. Brad.
A life. Death.
Swell. Firmly.

Hell. Paradise.
Step. Edge.
Way. Fear.
Flesh. Ashes.

Enemy. Friend.
Quiet. Sound.
Creek. Ston.
Knocking. Ringing.

Bliss. Pain.
Two. Zero.
Sadness. Laugh.
God. Sin.

Flesh. Blood.
Death. Love.
(like the last couple of leads to melancholy, poetmou slightly different, so samoaktsentirovatsya)