Текст песни Топь - 02- Всход Нашей Тьмы

Pale sky covered with night,
Raw hot black earth moon kindled
CNES wines and prazdnevstv beyond tears to shreds
Storm battles Darkness sewn in metal,

In the hands of a stranger his pain cuts
The blind sockets no more fear
Rots among thousands of his ugly murmur
What was the threat turned into ashes

Night lights trail of blood from the sharp canine teeth were like
The enemies of this land is no longer, they were to live among dreams,
Black Sun rises above the world of fresh Faith cleaning Fire slaves
Herd tries to escape dragging the corpse of the god himself,
He gives them faith,

But woe to those who are disobedient,
Who does not want to know the land of freedom,
Ablaze black mountains,
And we heard screams accursed distance,

And the roar became a glorious one another,
It spreads through the world the North Wind,
Cleanse the earth from the unworthy,
Earth, you are free, that we - your children ...