Текст песни Grey Heaven Fall - Скорбящие Души в Замке Тирана

Under the ashen sky over the black mountain
Castle stands proud merging with the darkness.
Captive soul suddenly embrace fear
terrible face of the tyrant is reflected in the eyes ...
A sleeping near the cemetery is empty,
dug graves - such beauty!
And the lonely wind howling over the graves,
putrid smell filled the city ...
And somewhere in the silence of the silent graves
blackened by the sins of the earth,
I feel the power of supernatural forces
and the smell of Christian blood ...

The cold black room hundreds of thousands of souls seeking liberation.
While the Great and Mighty Tyrant moans of pleasure.
Taking shape immortal judges in their rooms locked in a dungeon,
and to come to the freedom they need to worship Satan ...

But the soul too proud to make the gesture.
And do not want to worship him,
wearing on his chest filthy cross,
tries to open the door ...

But all the doors are closed tranadtsatyu locks -
they are not open for ever and ever.
And grieving souls suffer for doors,
calling for the help of the gods.
Burning sun orgasmic fire
emlyu fall to the heavens ...
All he will tell the secrets of good and evil,
Expanding blind our eyes ...

Satan gave a spirit like a feast,
still we are waiting for the devastation.
Once he put his foot on your chest,
we are all fallen and the demons and the angels, and people.

And regret is not worth what you can not see myself,
but the whole world will fall at your feet!
Sky cover billions of pentagrams.
The world once fall at your feet!