Текст песни Сказки Чёрного Города - Чернокнижник

In memory of that God
A forgotten place
The hill is only lonely
Left in the wasteland
Many stories
Scary about the estate
And a strange man
What was hiding from everyone

Chorus:
I'll turn back time
I will correct the mistakes of the past
All their offenders
I will make you suffer

In the darkness of the dungeon
Leaning over the book
Slightly moving your lips
Spoken the words
Stirring the potion
Smiling ominously
He got up and said:
"Now your death has come!"

Chorus:
I'll turn back time
I will correct the mistakes of the past
All their offenders
I will make you suffer

The night melted, and with it life
Another of those who were not nice to me
The wind will scream, the rain will cry
Over the silent scattering of their graves ...