Текст песни Keepers of Death - Тысяча Сынов

Text: Tzeentch
Vocals: Xirurg; Leshyi

We were outcasts. "Psykers! Beasts! "-
Shouted the crowd, dethroning, crushing!
And the glow of the torches, the smell of burning
What is not clear break slowly.
But you have closed the flap of his wings aquila,
You showed us the path: to be proud to serve!
But the dark crowd shouted: "At the fork!
The fire sorcerers! Destroy! Kill! "

Mad Crowd fear you have believed,
You rejected us- thousand faithful children,
Brilliant knights, warriors Terra
He donated his black pride.

CHORUS:
All the dust ...
And you know, my father!
The World ashes ...
Let the sun shining crown!
All the dust ...
You, too, because you feel fear!
Everything has an end!
For all-dust!

 Father! Why did you betray us ?! The answer ...
 Oh, how we want to be useful!
 They wanted to just because we as before
 To the glory of thee, Emperor serve.

And our mind goes in darkness gradually
But everything is fleeting, no eternal problems ..
That thousands of souls in comparison with the universe?
Only dust slurry Changes in the way ...