Текст песни Виконт - Святогор

There is no more room, imaginary peace
Like a prison in the mountains
Everything has changed now you're a stranger
But Svyatogor keeps memory.
Letting go of anger
Strength in the clouds glides
Bogatyr with a candle on fire
Taya is in pain.
Why is the earth underneath
Turns into jelly?
Knows only black smoke
Knows only black smoke and fire! And fire!

In the black abyss of strength you were hope
Svyatogor, Svyatogor
You put the fury of the ancients into your fist
Svyatogor, Svyatogor.
Drank the power of the earth, beat the enemy rati
Svyatogor, Holy - Svyatogor
Where is your horse frozen, where is your spirit cold
Svyatogor? Holy - holy, holy - Svyatogor!

Blood on stones, stones on blood
The wind on the furious breath
Time is a killer, memory in the eyebrow
The prisoner is the curse of the gods!
Where is the titan tearing anger ?!
The might of the dragon is the roar of the earth ?!
Rotting lion from anguish
Expels a groan!
Why did I stay to live
Buried in a rock ?!
Knows only black smoke
Knows only black smoke and fire! And fire!