Текст песни Элегия - Эпидемия

Above the city of Bed,
Curse of destructive power.
Who thinks it is nonsense,
That hands lets off from Being.
She will look into every house.
And everyone recalcifiates
People she will go like a braid
And it will be in terrible torture
Torture long!

Epidemic in your city
Epidemic - together we die.
Epidemic is a plague
The epidemic went crazy!

Sinister smiling moon,
Not shine stars
As shone earlier.
Does not pray probably
Only she, and waits and looks,
What will be next,
And then only a cry of people and fear
They do not understand what they do,
When everyone dies in the eyes,
I want to make a step in the abyss first!

Epidemic in your city
Epidemic - together we die.
Epidemic is a plague
Epidemic!