Текст песни Scolopendra Cingulata - Ветер Войны

My path is not far, not close
To the grave camps
To me that rustle of leaves
That fire and wedge
I do not curse you
I'm just so glad
I don’t understand that sadness
I'm more used to Hell

Breathing out the clubs of burning
Spewing blood
I don't make you live
I can't hear words
I'll go under a brand new song
I will go under a new flag
Adding new colors
Into the banner over the Reichstag

Lead fog will envelop the earth
The family will put a trap on the son
The world will break like a glass
Everyone is attracted by the flashy deception

The wind blows gunpowder and ashes
Children infuse anger with fear
Our rivers will flow with blood
Cursing everything with pain forever

Young bodies lie in the grass by the ravine
Our land is saturated with hot blood
Fragments of faith will explode insignificant flesh
The great night will swallow a share of doubt

The wind will bring war
The wind gives war
The wind will leave the war here
Nothing can save you from the wind