Текст песни Йовин - Готический триллер

The night witch sunk its claws
Into a bloody sunset
On one false note
Poison flute freezes.
The hour is conditional. On parquet
The shod heel hits.
Ah, to run, there is no salvation -
There is already a knock on the door!
Come to me…

Candles go out, doors groan,
The coals grow cold, the light dims.
Violation of the interior -
Someone's grim silhouette.
Stone, staircase, chapel,
An ominous step is behind.
The bolts fall with a cry,
Darkness is pouring into the suite!
Come to me…

Who are you, summoned by chance
With a wave of a trembling hand?
Whose gothic secret
Did you hide these caches?
Name any price
For the answer that is hidden here.
Even the ivy that wrapped around the wall
Knows something, but is silent!
Come to me…

Stone, bell, lattice,
Laughter of gaping graves.
Oh, how clearly and clearly
I can hear your steps!
Spills intoxicated
Evil, evil celebration.
Ah, run! And he is behind me -
I, of course, from him!
Come to me…

A slit in a black half mask
The shadow of a bowed face ...
You have listened to this tale
Without beginning or end.
Come to me…