Текст песни Темнозорь - Ведовством крепка Чёрная Слава Руси

Posletashisya seven weeks,
Prophetic Elders, yes black Vrana evil
Kostreš burn, yes crosses stink
Chernobog pokorivshisya.

Hyne to Celebrate the spirit,
Lyutobor of God,
From the cross, from the world I despise
Black muriev potvoryu myself.

And the witch people sprinted into dancing:
& Quot; Hyne, dear God, you poobuglishsya,
Something your beard so we povydergem,
Well a girl blyadnu something Maruska
We pochestvuem -
In Kostreš trash all svoloku the end! & Quot;

The middle of the three swords blood boils in black
In blood wine, wine in fire
Lihozuby demon in our cathedral is
Terrible court to do what I neighborhood.