Текст песни Валиор - Месть

I
Doubts tortured you,
Burrowing deeper into the soul.
Like a thief in the night, sneaking you,
Trying not to disturb.
Sleep, her sweet dream!
And stretches a hand of the wine.

Chorus:

Night - your ally.
It became darkness sister.
The knife in his hand!
Revenge on your mind!
How could she?
Himself as sold!
Flick of the wrist.
The bed in the blood!

II
Blood boils inside,
In the eyes of the raging fire!
As the body twists,
Are you mentally draw.
Stone, its sweet moan!
In my head it sounds like a ringing!

Chorus:

III
And taking a step, you will understand everything.
Alas, the time will not return.
One blow - a wave of the hand
And the soul will find peace!
And anyway, what will happen next.
Will your while.
In her arms you shall tread upon,
Back roads to be found.