Текст песни Le Vide Noir - Гамбит на осколках

I have the honor to behold in the glass
Only filthy adulteress .
Visible in the midnight gloom
Slip poisonous snake
And , from the wrist to the shoulder
Hands , the one closest to the heart ,
Flow smile executioner
Cold ... Who is the executioner ? You do not ...

At this time, no escape ,
No matter how painful to imagine.
All this is true . Himself - advice:
Chess figures rearranged.
Play the game , but only because ,
That , again tapping vile pawns
Wash the blood from your hands and take a step
On the board , leaving a trail smile .