дыма Не видать уже луны. Доварили черти зелье И разлили в стаканы. Залпом выпив по стакану, И проклятья прокрича, Повалили черти в пляску - Будут
Метельная пляска не даст мне вернуться назад Отмерянный срок заискриться в песочных часах Заложники белой дороги уходят в закат Дыхание смерти блестит
When nightfall class the earth, shadeless flowers sleep. Mankind lies in emptiness, all the mourners weep (in silence). We stride towards sick winds
Один весёлый парень На кладбище друзей своих позвал. - Хотите, на могиле спляшу я вам? - С улыбкой он сказал. Друзья остолбенели, Не доводилось видеть
Пляски лупят каблуками доски. Кипят в воске мелькающие маски. В людском войске это самые страстные И черные как ад глазища, глаза, глазки. Стоны,
all time was left behind i made my way to the basic man assembly music filled the air and voices sing and then the song became alive stick hit the skin
[Introduction] [instrumental] [Eruption] [instrumental] [Beyond The Gates] Time - passing as the world changed it's face Past - all that used to be
When nightfall class the earth, shadeless flowers sleep. Mankind lies in emptiness, all the mourners weep (in silence). We stride towards sick winds,
all my friends are skeletons dulcimers and chariots prayers to God, oh prayers to God hammers for our hollowed heads oh you had such big, big plans swallowed
As years go by I have learned to understand Mankind has to die Elimination until the end Misanthropy consuming my mind Misanthropy consuming my heart
Death is tapping its foot To a bewitching tune Truly in a joyful mood Clouds covering the moon In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse Macabre
It is so amusing To see you clap your hands To some else's tune So pleasant to hear you speak Words created by others Quite easy to follow Another person
As we march through the cities of conquered lands A feeling of power Takes over our minds When we see the enemies' fate Upon our hands So difficult to
Oblivion Fill the goblet again! For I never before Felt the glow which now gladdens my heart: my heart to its core Let us drink! Who would not? Since
Death in midsummer There is true beauty in all that dies Nothing lasts forever...I know Dreams, hopes, life itself Slipping through my fingers Slipping
All who still remain Are leaving their shelter One by one The King leads his court The sun seeks it's own reflection On their clothes that shine like
Perversity, lust, decadence Mankind's prior frustration My mind hardly can comprehend Mating the sole destination This decline of romanticism I do regret
I created light, the earth and the sea But who is that fragile creature That dares to challenge me? This paradise I made was perfect by all means All
