Текст песни Служитель Дьяволу - Исповедь дьявола

C o n f e s s i o n of a d e v i l

On the cold ground,
Not concealing his fear,
Knelt
The black-robed monk,

The serene eyes
Do not love is not an alarm,
Acrid dust behind
The smell of dead roads

Prints of those dreams,
What heart melted
He can not erase
They have a stone door,

How many wounded souls
I dragged like a dog,
And in the twilight night
He then said,

In nomine patri et fili et spiriti sanctum (in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit)
In nomine patri et fili et spiriti sanctum

With open smile
And sincerely look
He was inclined to the earth,
Burned venom piercing

A voracious fire,
Bright flame of revenge,
Choking in the quiet,
including anger and flattery

Not hoping for a miracle,
Clutching crosses
He asked for forgiveness,
As if God & quot; on & quot; You & quot; . . .

Notification alone,
As an extinct opal
Cursing sins
He groaned hoarsely

In nomine patri et fili et spiriti sanctum
In nomine patri et fili et spiriti sanctum