Текст песни MetalBlack - Кто грезит о покое...

Who dreams of peace ,
Ashes burn in hell ;
Kohl was an outcast you're here ,
Horde headed there ;

His bony finger ,
You beckon Death ;
And lifeless corpse ,
You will go under the firmament ;

And the winged horse ,
Abigor appear ;
With sad eyes bright ,
Your sentence will be reckoned ;

And as a father would embrace ,
Having absorbed all of thee ;
The soul in his eyes vanish ,
From horror screaming !