Текст песни Arm Hembol - Бонус. Глазами Героя

Darkness

This moment that we were sent,
Through the gloom rear, again burned aimlessly in the darkness,
Highlighting another their way to the gate where their fate is inscribed relief.
We do not go astray, but painted dark pastes wings of birds.
This world is on the canvas shouted to us that the artist does not believe a liar bastard speeches.

This is a lie,
This is a lie.

We were taught to believe that the enemies around,
But in the footsteps of the world we are not on the way.
And only the sunset peacefully, giving a glimmer of hope,
In this fight for the podium win up.

In the maelstrom of sesquialteral sabers,
I feel the way to paradise.
And the pace of chaos my wonderful light,
Here he is, back.

This is a lie
This is a lie

We do not go astray, but painted dark pastes wings of birds.
This world is on the canvas shouted to us that the artist does not believe a liar bastard speeches.