Lyrics Вокалоид - Сын Зла

Long ago there were three or nine lands
Kingdom of people where there were souls of darkness of blacks
Rules in the kingdom of that zlato dressed
The young prince, whose age was fourteen years old

The Prince's castle was filled with gold to the bottom
And the servant is wonderful that her brother is so faithful
The Emperor's call to his beloved horse
Prince of the dream of the whole world
Countries subordinated

Gold collected a little - it does not matter at all.
Take away from the suicide bombers, because this is nonsense!
If there is one who will be my enemy
Soon he will die and serve it right!

Satan flower blooms again
Attracting views with your color
What will happen to the lives of the people around
To Himself, the deaths that deserve to die in the loop will die

Very prince cruel princess passionate
In a girl from the realm of emeralds, he is in love
Only now did he know that she preferred it
Prince of the Blue, in whose kingdom only winter
 
In the heart of the prince, jealousy has increased even more
My soul felt like a sharp wound to him
Quietly said the minister to the smiling prince
"That there are no faces left in the Winter Kingdom"
 
Now all the houses are already burned in the cold realm
Those who could escape the flame waited for prison
Cries and entreaties did not touch the prince at all
Heart is not forgotten anything

Satan Flower
Blossoms again
And the color is now so bright
Although this flower is beautiful, but do not touch it
Everything to which he touches,
In a moment, already dead

People could not reside humbly in the realm
It was decided to raise one uprising
People bravely, with the army to prince the prince
With the scarlet maiden at the head the people are angry

Their desire for freedom was great
Army boys could easily overcome
Already close to the people approached the castle
The forces of the royal army soon expired

Servants at once, all raised in the sky a white flag
So significant in the battle was a treacherous move
The young ruler has nowhere to go from there
Ended for the prince of grace
 
Satan flower began to wither
And now he is mournful color
There are no more obedient servants, no palace of his
And from own things there is nothing

Long ago there were three or nine lands
Kingdom of people where there were souls of darkness of blacks
Rules in the kingdom of that zlato dressed
The young prince whose age was fourteen years old

At three o'clock the massacre will be completed
Only the maid to the prince has been faithful so far
The whole people came to see the execution
No one even thinks that the prince will regret it.

It's time for his last words
Everyone was to hear the excuse ready
To the sun, lifting your head up to the sky only by looking
The young man said with a sigh
"Ah it's time to eat"

Satan's flower is finally faded
His petals were long gone
Later, people said that the prince lived
The essence of this insensitive evil