Текст песни Эруиалат Аннанаррим - Плоть от Плоти

Just a flesh and blood, soot from fire
On the walls of the dark and empty corridors
Wine is full, ever beckoning
We are to his gorodbe sentences

In the ashes rubbed his hands
Yes on particles collected
Chose comfortably chain
Dahl kroili differently
Rights, the right-stirrups
Let fix somebody the ability to
(Our case)

Just a flesh and blood from the blood brother
At Brother, the light will break into pieces
To drive from the door of their beasts, from revolting gates
The good news stained mouth

To burn them bitter pepper
For heart-stopping
Spirit clinging to the body of spitting
True? No? And the burns and the only ...
On her many kupilos
After the death of shaking his fists
(too late)

Expensive given us the power to: a bird in the hand, it is necessary
Squeeze out of it all until the last drop of poison
Mnogokrat holding shards of fighting, nose tickling dust
The sky is painted boards are not beautiful like praise powerlessness
The flesh shrinks smart move not to get wings
As rumor noise in the ears - fun spring afraid
The ever-memorable days of putrid ode to the rim
Glad hand Makhno those who rule in his own right

Only flesh in Terni out of sight
Rassm river our thirst and dirt
Limp legs, live with the enemy under the same under the ashes
Let us close up the mouth wonderful ointment

Teeth with large ridge feud
Take life hurrying
Satisfying the power of the chains ringing
The Cat in the bag - the fall of the price
Ezhepytochnomu vigil
Mind handed winds fortunetelling
(what to do)

Just a flesh and blood, soot from the fire ...
Just a flesh and blood, soot from fire