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Can’t sleep
It's night before battle,
And even an idol might
Be scared
To cold deadly darkness
I'm drawn by hell's powers, so
I pray.
The temple is showing
A pentagram is glowing
My Lord... you?
- It's me
- Give me the winning!
- Take by force.
- Strength for beginning!
- That is yours.
- Show me your gleaming
- Build а temple for me
And there I will be!
Dawn came.
For no earthly reason
The power had risen
Inside me.
I just kept on killing
And He kept forgiving, He
Doesn’t care
For all of the crying
The more of the dying, the bigger
The shrine!
- Of course!
- Give me the winning!
- Take by force.
- Strength for beginning!
- That is yours.
- Show me the meaning!
- Build a temple for me
And there I will be
- Of course!
- Give me the power!
- You are void…
- To not be devoured!
- Life is no joy…
- Escape deadly hour!
- Don't fear! Trust!
You're already dust.
В ночь перед боем не спится. Ты знаешь, что завтра либо победа, либо смерть... либо что-то ещё, хуже смерти...
И когда ты слышишь голос Бога в своей голове, который обещает помочь тебе в завтрашней битве - это хорошо. Плохо только то, что Бога нет.