Текст песни Leedht Gharana - MEDICO DELLA PESTE

Outside the flame hotter
And with each passing hour brighter.
Rustle scraps of skin.
There will only poison.
Here, only the poison.
Here
There is no turning back -
I owe them much.

While I sleep walks pulse.
I'm here until I wake up.
Torrents of dead veins branch
Husky hot wind -
The ghost town of sirens.

Heavenly King, if you were not strict -
I owe them much.
There is no turning back -
I owe them much.

Where large losses -
Mirage will open the door,
Mirage cause to believe ...
I divided with itself
Rough yellow veil.

Brother, get away from the road -
I owe them much.
I understand you have to -
You owe them too.
I understand you have to ...
No?

The Lord will help you ...