Текст песни Stigmata - Настанет День

The day will come, will come the hour
When the gates unfold.
From Hell vyplyvet fog
Which will hide all the sky

And look fiery hyena
Give an oath only to those
Who lied to others who lied to myself.
And would not save himself!

Over the battle for the lost paradise
Imperfection makes sense phrases
The death of our love

But you do not hear and do not wake up
With cold stone inside
Minutes melt, you do not come back,
Are you one of the abyss

The day will come, will come the hour
When the gates unfold.
From Hell vyplyvet fog
Which will hide all the sky

Scraps of sky rains weep
Dead body asks fire

Over the battle for the lost paradise
Imperfection makes sense phrases
The death of our love

But you do not hear and do not wake up
With cold stone inside
Minutes melt, you do not come back,
Are you one of the abyss