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when all this will come to the end
we will fade away like a leaves
withered under the sun
then fallen rot in a dirt
the only thing remained for us
to lie down in a grave and forget the past
without sorrow and remorse
without useless and pathetic words
the award for defeat
decaying in mass grave
without any names
without ceremonies
don't pray for us to any gods
don't shed your tears, keep it inside
erase our names from books
we've lost and won't return
last sunset we have seen
and nothing left at all
walls built in a swamp
are doomed to be collapsed
every stone became
fragile like a glass
just like yellow leaves
falling one by one
ground will take us
embraces of worms
nothing glorious in a death
and all those words about honor
nothing but the lie
dead are deaf to living
black snow falls this winter
hiding the filth of past years
years of desperation and madness
which written with blood in history pages
walk through the ruins, smell the death
the consequence of atrocity
remember this, and follow the fading sun
down the road of death between bones and skulls
last sunset we have seen
and nothing left at all
walls built in a swamp
are doomed to be collapsed
no future and no pain
just eternal void
we lived in misery
and died with a shame
denial of truth, unseen and unknown
don't you believe your own eyes?
the corpses lies here right under your feet
like silent and rotten memorials of war
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Iprit - Echo
03:58
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bonfires of war have burnt down
leaving an entire era in the past
but no one will sing a farewell song
no humans, no birds, no winds over here
voices won't cut the silence
hanging in air and thick like a fog
just an echo of the dead over ashes
and the time has stopped for ages
self-proclaimed heroes
poisoned our rivers with their blood
and brought a plague to our land
will this world ever be the same?
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Iprit - Chain Reaction
05:28
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Desolate Age - Will
02:31
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гнилье столетий
на каменных глыбах
этот голос пронзает мои уши из глубин
вожделения, зверства и похоти
я слышу их зов
я слышу их топот
глухое ржание лошадей
звуки дробящихся копыт
в каждом из нас
рождается зверь
гнилье столетий
в наших руках
едкость язв отмщения пронизает
весь наш путь от чрева до огня
воля погребальных червей будет приисполнена
воздухом из наших легких
хрупкие волокна разрушительного гнева
в каждом из нас
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Desolate Age - Strength
03:19
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сила камня преткновения разведет нас
по разные стороны стола
на котором будут представлены
явства
страха
что жадно сглатывал каждый из вас
поджарьте мое тело
я чувствую копашение под моей кожей
пробуждение
вызов стихий
вызов времен
вызов богов
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Desolate Age - Power
04:32
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почувствуй в себе его корни
обжигающее тепло
почувствуй прикосновение
шорох замороженных пальцев
с той стороны стекла
о, моё безумие
растущая власть над
замершим миром
о, моё восхождение
растущая власть над
пепельным миром
как потрясающе видеть
становление тем
кого ты ненавидишь
о, моё сокрушение
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