Текст песни My Autumn - Суд распятых

dusk, cold wind,
swallow air - to pass judgment crucified.
re-wandering,
letting blood saved himself.

road lights shine,
perturbation me on the way to us
calm voice whispered
in the southwest quarter.

everything was decided.
Now no one,
can not help nothing.
nothing!

fait lynching
she decided to take revenge
for bullying over her
15 years

the entire interior in the blood

Forward Forward!
but nowhere to run
surrounded
end of the game!

everything you say will be used against you in court

zaslohluv on the wrist
pinned steel
svevrshitsya justice
rewarded with everything complete.