Текст песни Живые Руины - У Врат Ирия

"At the gates of Iria"

Twilight, like smoke, seized the citadel of the gods.
Host hordes of his horns sounded.
Ahead of the abyss only Newerth.
Not afraid of death in the battle at the gates of Iria.

Sparks Lightning cuts in the skies thunder
Broken heart, soul, breaks through.
Who will disperse the gloom of the legions of evil?
This battle lasts forever. Eternity is waiting for you!

Life will be held for a moment,
Earlier than your cry!
How quickly an arrow!
Fly, look for the enemy!

The honor - to go to the sunrise at the heart cry!
In all but the will of the native gods!
Beat thunderstorms rumble victory sign!
Veit winds over the battle flag of fury!

The endless expanses of our souls frying pan
Razolёtsya light bright stars all over again!
We are at the gates of Iria!
We are at the gates of Iria!