Текст песни BulavkA - Всадник Апокалипсиса

Horseman of the Apocalypse

In the power of winters ,
During the life of the tree ,
You're all alone,
Like the one that lies dormant .
Your dream demolish
Only the darkness of the sun ,
You fly like smoke,
And all will be back !

Killed sun you executed ,
And your revenge as a fact of life ,
Purely principle of reception
You took one to use .

And you go :
All MRET from the stench .
You yourself will die
Under the cadaveric poison.
You're the world mstish
For the living death ,
She was talking about ...
Come on .. longing ...

And the pain and stench ,
And the spirit of the corpse ,
As a gray treasure -
It is available.
On the face of wood
Mchishsya you ,
bear lovely
Death and smoke ...