Lyrics Варзуга - божья кровь

for all efforts, the whip will be the reward
that strips the skin off the shoulders
eagle owl gobbled mouse will be fed
dead man fell chest on a sword

streaks of black pupil dips
do not try - you will not see everything
only ash will get rid of the shackles
only you hug the dead

and only one moon will trace
how will you cut off the skin from the face
a raven with gray streaks in the wings flies
in the claws of the curves holding the father’s seed

meat pieces are covered with pus
that God built in the pyramid
udder of a goat with a thousand faces
spread out by a network of roads