Текст песни Lucifugum - Blood

Against the wool of horned moon
In the pits of loose dark sky
He fell by the wind - Crow Dreams
Stayed one
Wherever he was

These worms dream of flying
Looking for the abyss, pushing at the bottom
Fallen stone clinging in the branches
Died, threatening fate

Back to cut roots
Where is Blood
Barrier to all streams
Where the smell remained on the branches
Scraps of feathers, black shiny
Back to cut roots
Where the hammer is not pop pounded
Where the teeth not from the cold squeezed
Where did the throat of his grill

Wanted everything and more wish
Shove out of happiness
So that every time only to fly
Bookmark feeling hungry hold

Do not fall into wolves with a dog tail!
Skin came up, did not come out soul
Shakals are invasted by a broken
Do not confuse Viga and howl!