Текст песни Kaeroth - Пепел ветров

Veil of Rotten Resurrection
By turning the blades of mourning birth.
Prize scars without a sense of good.
The bitter bliss of collapse.

Behind you, the veil is saturated with fire
last bright day.
Dissolving in it you will hear thunder
and the ashes of the winds will take your throne away.

Rise, lie to all of us ...

Rise of lies, heavenly prototype
Embraced by Fire - Devilish Motive
Broken, destroyed, scattered in the dust,
The born Solcet could not bear his collapse.

We will see a rebellion of false thoughts
We will see the rebellion of lies ...