Текст песни Natural Spirit - Пепел

Cursed be their bishop and his entourage,
Burning in the fire of innocent people ..
Let her body burns a flame campfire -
She did not primёt your faith in Christ!

Burning us - idols of Gods
The earth was covered with false rudeness.
We vozmёm sword instead of your shackles
Rotting fruit cursed Christianity ...

Slender fingers charred hands,
Beautiful body dispelled the dust ..
Forever has closed its magic circle
And a hell of pain stuck in the eyes of the dead ..
I heard a song with her lovely mouth,
Drank the elixir of magic herbs ..

I'll strangle her ashes my sadness
Magic art heiress becoming ...