Текст песни Арктида - Чёрный кузнец

I, passed through the heat of fire
Then the earth burned me
Winds sang hymns of blood
I was crucified in the midst of a crowd
Cast into the womb of emptiness
Cursed was the gods of the night

I, cast off light and darkness
Only fire now I serve
Not bliss and not pain
Amidst the worlds, my house stands
The hearth always burns in it
Makes many people against their will

The flame is playing, the light is pouring
The past is melting, but there is no hope
The flame is playing, but there is no hope

The horn is hot, the fire of dashing hearts is buzzing in the furnace
You're nobody, here I'm all over the crown
But through the smoke you'll pass
And by entering the fire you will understand
What is light and darkness

I, the master of all paths
Between the day and the darkness of the nights
The Procurator of the Pantheon
In the night you come to me
One great path
What is under the sky

You must pass the fire
Either perish, or again
Revive at the source
I, the master of all paths
Shower of the blacksmith and the hypocrite
Brother of Fire and Thunder

The flame is playing, the light is pouring
The past is melting, but there is no hope
The flame is playing, but there is no hope

The horn is hot, the fire of dashing hearts is buzzing in the furnace
You're nobody, here I'm all over the crown
But through the smoke you'll pass
And by entering the fire you will understand
What is light and darkness