Текст песни ГРАЙ - Пир мертвецов

O golden age we are all dead
The river stinks like a plague of freedoms,
The fires of hearts are trampled,
We are all rotting in captivity to sin!

Living a lie
Fiend of God
In the arms of fear
Your soul strives to the cage.
Alien kingdom -
Ignorance and slavery
Where is the spinner's fate
Promises death to obedient sheep.

You, like everyone else, have long been faceless,
Walking in a crowd into a false light
And I'm already used to being a slave
Dropping blood onto the dirty snow.

Don't break the circle of madness
Looking into the covenant with eye sockets,
You can leave this darkness
Having passed the path only of wisdom.