Scabbard - The Hall of Souls | Текст песни

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So he is back now, waiting for two thousand years
he once was a victim for people´s sins
sad and miserable he walks on through the world
his own reincarnation he never wished

The reddish moon, blood instead of water in river
beds, where the sun showed his clear face
spreads the ice it´s cold pernicious claws
ohly the sign is waiting for it´s time
the time is coming near, the hall of souls yawns
it´s emptiness, misery opens it´s insatiable throat

How many worlds have already disappeared
in it´s entrails, it shows it self ohly once,
irrevocably absorbs everything - everything

Whatever is born, is born dead, the hall of souls
is empty, it can´t be filled anymore
in spite of all the signs they trespassed
more and more, they were disobedient of all
the warnings
in spite of all the signs, seven times showing
themselves, they weren´t careful of anything
dazzled with the pride, their time, is over

Only the fire rain, brooks of blood
accompany the steps, the last on earth
only the fire rain, furious disasters

The torch of revenge he gripes firmly in his hands
apocalypse is beginning

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