Текст песни Волхв - Мир Людей

The essence in the twilight is a bright sky,
The Magi will fix it in the suffocation.
The shadow of the grief of the Gods flies like a dark bird,
Lies on the belly of the earth ...

The mist of desolation crept through the dream
Into the palaces of the heavenly Fathers;
He shone an announcement, put out all the fires
Sacred Sun priests.

Wise Startsi sleep, forgetting about the hearth,
Not knowing the turmoil of the earth;
Only the Flame glimmers in hot coals, -
But soon the Fire will rise!

Wake up Thunder Melting, Guardian of Heaven
Get away from the silence of dreams
Stick your arrows into the turmoil cross,
That is full of humility with tears!

Let the wind burst into the temple of despair,
Will destroy the blind gates
Blow out all the candles, throw down the altar,
Let the flame break out then!

Children of people for you:

You are the sheep of a false god, of prophets and liars,
Vicious children of the soul.
Oh tribe of insignificant ones, led by sin,
You were forever dead!

The rotten "love" is poisoned by fear,
Or will you take them to "god" ?!
"Giving souls" are stained with blood
Their idol is a thoughtless lie!
Is the "abode" - the stronghold of heaven - strong?
Why do you curse death?
If you have chained the eternity of the Soul in a cross,
What are you afraid of now ?!
But remember (wait!): After all, the Tree is rotting,
Rotten the word "good"!
Let the herd of children bury under them -
In the name of Heavenly Day!