Bolt Thrower - ВЛАДЫКА | Текст песни

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A time for peace, a time for war,
Time is moving forward always,
Time to live, time to life has been given,
Hypocrisy, now rejected:

Life?

The blood of the cold flowing,
Презренье of the soul хлестает,
From the depths of the coming,
Molieben before the course of his remains.

The charm of horror,
And there's no place to hide in him,
The last judgment face here is SPINNING,
And compassion her die in the vision of his.

Removed that was Holy,
Приготовленье reality of the new goes,
Lord of superiority,
And мщенье all in itself would contain.

The charm of horror,
And there's no place to hide in him,
The last judgment face here is spinning,
And compassion her die in the vision of his.

Now exemption from traction,
The existence of goes away,
And falls as rain banners,
To life in pain overcome.