Текст песни Synopsis - Изгнанник

Standing at the foot of the volcano
Song of the War Sat,
Having worried kinship rejecting
Oviziv into the body of the enemy
Blade is poisoned.

Under the Black Mountain
Under Clubs smoke
Standing legionnaire
And in his soul his damp
Hypocrisy and evil
Swallowed it
Hate others
By attaching them a long time ago.
He came to the armor
Koval himself a sword
In order to hide them
His niciousness
Rejection and fear
Lie and rot from inside
In the thoughts composed verse
Towing the smell of resin.

Exile!
Exile!
Exile!
Exile!

We all called on, we all recognized
The truth is all imposed on all.
This is our whole fortress and our war
This is a matter and honor, it makes sense in full!
Inexcluded! Like a wall of the wall.

Standing at the foot of the volcano
Song of the War Sat,
Having worried kinship rejecting
Oviziv into the body of the enemy
Blade is poisoned.

I declare everyone immediately war
Yes, I am an exile, yes in my own captivity.
I do not care for paradise, do not care for my pain!
Revenge is not sweeter, this is my role!

Sands of time have long expired
You only lets the war for sins
Soon time to wake up and makes you
Soon the thread will break through, full of your bowl.