Текст песни CAMMATA CORDIS - Последний Из Нас

Nitsche is not clear
This hard
In the hands of crying ..
..palach
There are thousands of banner
Mother trample the graves of children
Air fiery as steel
Heat causes (cuts) pain
The world is powerless before him
Chaos is not to overcome them!
The
The world has suffered from austere ...
It could not get on someone on the spot
There will always be dreaming of revenge
devours everything around ...
Collect all the kill
Calls Me ...
Judges ...
... power to punish people ...
The corpse of a baby
In my view
This chaos
Why should
I've been alone here
Around me only fear
Children crying, crying children
I pray one
Pay me back
I ask people about God kill
There are no forces to fight
Just pray
It will be the hour
When not us
And we're running
Above the edge of the abyss
Cries for help are useless
We do not want to live among deaths
And this is only a request