The weak died young, 
The evil strong.
The shadows fall, 
With no dawn.

No time to take breath,
I'm sick of this fight
blackguard's might.
Army of mine, 
Join if you will
My graveyard call.

Darkness falls on my soul
The sky is red and tall.
Surrounded by dead, 
blanket of blood 
Among my own.
Face to the dirt 
Hoping enough, 
[bad word] wind blows.

The devil calls you to her breast,
*херзнает что*
[bad word] wind blows,
[bad word] wind blows.
She calls you to her breast,
She calls you to her breast!
[bad word] wind blows

As darkness falls on my soul
The sky is red and tall.
Surrounded by dead, 
blanket of blood 
Among my own.
Face to the dirt 
Hoping enough, 
[bad word] wind blows.