Текст песни Butterfly Temple - Тропа

Ischya the leaves traces of unseen beasts ,
Amber gloss resin stringing beads,
Through the thicket of branches lashed his cheeks ,
Path of the dead went hiding snakes bites .

Blindly , heels, on the lunar track,
Gritting his teeth , catching midnight
With undying thirst
Break in the dew
It places epic ,
Gle Koloch flows .
Licking wounds , lying on the damp ground ,
Grin , staring fixedly
Death Liko ,
EXPIRED blood, but alive twice ,
I smile through the growing cries .