See me walk...I'm a blasphemyMade not by godBut the power of his name i liveLook into my eyesEmpty and hollow...What you seeIs my unholy soulI am a result of necromantical artsA body of clay, a stone is my heartI am the GolemSee my limbsBehold the scornOf creationI don't want to beWith heavy stepsI stride the earthTowards my endI walk...
Взгляни – я иду...
Воплощение богохульства:
Создан не Богом,
Но Его именем оживлён.
Загляни мне в глаза,
Мёртвые и пустые...
Что ты видишь?
Мой нечестивый дух.
Обрядом некроманта я был рождён:
Тело – глина, камень в сердце моём,
Я голем.
Посмотри на мои члены:
Я насмешка,
Создание, которым
Не желаю быть.
Тяжёлой поступью
Шагаю по земле,
Прямо к своему концу
Иду...
See me walk ... I'm a blasphemyMade not by godBut the power of his name i liveLook into my eyesEmpty and hollow ... What you seeIs my unholy soulI am a result of necromantical artsA body of clay, a stone is my heartI am the GolemSee my limbsBehold the scornOf creationI do not want to beWith the heavy stepsI stride the earthTowards my endI walk ...
Look - I'm going ...
Incarnation of blasphemy:
Created not by God,
But His name is animated.
Look into my eyes,
Dead and empty ...
What do you see?
My wicked spirit.
By the rite of the necromancer I was born:
The body is clay, a stone in my heart,
I'm a golem.
Look at my members:
I'm taunting,
The creation by which
I do not want to be.
Heavy tread
I walk on the ground,
Straight to its end
Coming ...