Rotting Christ

Vetry Zlye
Pray, for the earth, for the forest, for the fire Call all the spirits of the globe and desire All power that comes from within Ветры злые, чертоги лесные Недра скал и гладь морей Лики древних,души усопших В мареве огней Crimes, in the name of the Gods and the power Now, I feel that brightest hour To come back to life after being dead Hail to the Gods of fire and Hail Hail to the Gods of pyre and Hail Hail to the earth to the air to the rain Thanks to the Gods for the air I breath GODS OF EARTH От гиблых снов вновь пробудись Ледяной зыбкой мглой обратись In our eternal touch with the nature We see communions of life and death We see their joyous inseparable unity We learn that life is as beautiful as death From Letras Mania