Текст песни Ракоший Нелч - Смерть

"Death"

The orchestra of carcasses has passed away
There are millions of souls in the afterlife
All that's left of them
Pleiad of past years

The living motto is fear and believe
Death is already knocking on the door behind them
Entering houses with a smile
And turns off the light

Premonition of death loss of strength
Consciousness aches my life
Inhuman fear
Eats up the inner cry

The dying cold does not warm the blanket
Nobody asks are you ready or not
From a young boy
A decrepit old man remains

Chorus: Death is cunning and crooked
Death is always wrong
Death breathes piercing poison down our backs
Death is always somewhere near

A soul will fly over a dead body
Spreading your wings slowly
And like a beast over prey
Will circle silently

In the silent embrace of the grave spokes
There are dozens of mournful faces around
Honored with a minute of tears
And thrown into the ground to rot