Текст песни Топь - 08- Скорбь Сатаны

It will melt the sky
Blackens the earth.
A moment of despair, salt
In the eye of the Lords.
It is useless to continue
His begging.
He hid behind a mask
All black faces.
The prince longs from gangrene,
What Body sister.
Her children grow
Hundreds of centuries.
He is in chains among the walls
From the primordial pores
But the reason for the afflictions
Not shackles and chains ...

It skorb Satany-
Loneliness of darkness,
It is hard labor that never take place,
This wicked pain prisoner
Eternal prison
What peace and freedom will gain not,
It is the voice of his father
In a rage, calling.
To be worthy servants of the Father of the night,
It skorb Satan
This pain is the prince of darkness,
The pain of his father for the children, whom he had defamed ...

They believe that their cause
Hell anything.
And they called themselves -
True darkness.
And they call curses
The name of God,
Covering filth
Evil Satan.
And as before at the bottom
Darkness broad abyss.
Hands apostate
In tsepyah and rings
And while his name
On the ground, doing abomination,
He wants only one thing,
To see the sun again ...

It skorb Satany-
Loneliness of darkness,
It is hard labor that never take place,
This wicked pain prisoner
Eternal prison
What peace and freedom will gain not,
It is the voice of his father
In a rage, calling.
To be worthy servants of the Father of the night,
It skorb Satan
This pain is the prince of darkness,
The pain of his father for the children, whom he had defamed ...