Текст песни Морена - День Гнева

Day turbidity and anger ,
Outstretched arms
But they only
rain ,
Only the wind .
We are in this region ,
And the head of the dead
Gods ,
Refer to the sky
It would be naive , empty eyes ,
Of which
pour out
Marble tears.
Wait, you do not see
In the darkness of the drop of the world?
Do you hear ?
Jets of sand ...
Emptiness...
We are worms in the mud ,
Talking corpses
You think? Think .
On the day of the anger you again
You get back ,
Where the beginning of the journey ...
We crawl to the east,
to approach
Sunset
But the day was delayed
In a thousand years ,
And we do not go ...
Bitter share ...
This Day of Wrath .
This destruction,
This Day of Wrath .