Текст песни Кипелов - Власть огня минус

Black Crow Wing,
 The shackles Force woke darkness
 Lies Crucified Earth
 With pleading looking into the void.

 Land and groans and trembles
 Around - confusion, pain gives rise to anger,
 You do not have twenty
 And being in hell it was not possible ...

 The power of fire!
 Crimson reflection of a sign.
 The power of fire
 Live and dead finds.
 The power of fire -
 There is no ford,
 But there is a last
 your best shot,
 All the rest - do not count!

 Fire submissive be tired,
 Tired to humble his proud nature and spirit,
 Cruel beast he rebelled,
 Despised the mercy of our hands.

 "The hole zabeysya, wait for the end!
 Let the next throats tear Good and Evil "-
 Repeats your second "I"
 Concealing the true face.

 War without rules, without boundaries,
 In one stream of hot blood and sweat,
 Death laughs, playing an encore
 Caprice, where the fate of the music instead.

 No mercy in her eyes,
 You look at them and do not look away,
 It burns your animal fear,
 Hissing and writhing on the coals.