Текст песни Aion May - Быстрее Пули

Aion May - Faster

Twelve Apostles
Carry the Gospel.
We accept their teachings
And they will become true.

Be one of them,
Teach others
Teach others
Be one of them.

Terrible dying in agony
They left us a legacy
The richness that is not burned,
Leads blinded people to the temple.

Words like grain prorostayut
And every day sounds stronger.
And if thy peace fade -
You do not bother to save others.

Old Scriptures
Heat in the hands.
It set out the meaning of
The sufferings of Christ.
Read the text when forgotten,
Crushed, mutilated.
Read and pray silently,
So as not to burn to ashes.

Prayer - Faster !!!

In the grip of iskomkana fate
But we are not yet dead.
Screams that power is in us:
& quot; I'm sorry, forgive me, forgive me! & quot;