2032 - Witchcraft feat. Ascetic Warrior | Текст песни и Перевод на русский

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• Witchcraft feat. Ascetic Warrior

Голоса из подземелий, отвары зелий
Это время колдовства и бесовских веселий
На святых кострах раскаленный воздух
Поднимал в небо прах под псалмы, что шептал монах
В глазах зевак застывал ужас
На площадях реки крови заполняли лужи
Ну же! Мы хотим больше, дай еще смертей
Нужно задобрить повелителя мира теней
Да... - это чума...
Предрассудки и ненависть царят в умах
Святые письмена изобличают дьявола
Экзорцизм, как он есть, - от лукавого
Цвета алого луна взойдет над Эрафией
"Молот Ведьм" - панацея в руках мессии, и
Не спастись в синих водах ледяных рек
От невежества живущих в кровожадный век...

i throw her lifeless body in the ditch. it don’t matter, I’m out of here on the low. looking for my next victim to deliver. in salem, a slave to harvest the moon. i harness the power of hate within the rhythms. words buried in a shallow grave of deliverance, a ritual sin, your quick to swim in the river.
you come to, only to find out that i am the one drowning you. from all sides, multiple headed dragons of iron lust bust, plus they surrounding you. circling you, its loud now, pounding your chest, growing up. blowing up, your throwing up a hose and I’m holding you down. the sultan of flesh stolen your crown. i enter your holy sanctum, the patron st. of anguish. jesus christ and satan himself, you can thank them when you see em.
so turn the speakers up to mask the sound. feel the bass, spill your waste. cold air fills your lungs. turn the gas up till it fills the place. wash your mouth out and still couldn’t kill the taste.
you could try to run, i’ll find you. its funny, the whole time you thought that i am the one. but standing in the shade too long, you will grow blind to the sun. like looking down the eye of the gun. i can’t lie to you hun, this is goodbye, i gotta go. the grand finale scene, where you simply die then you done. so i gotta secret to sell. how much pressure would it take to break your legs. arms swell, chained to the floor, you’ll spend a week in a well. no food or water son, you’ll sleep in a cell. go ahead and ask me “but what about god”, i don’t give a fuck bitch, tell em “i’ll see you in hell"