Текст песни Обрядовое Состояние Погребения - Дыхание Хаоса

Breathing Chaos
 
Imitating wind, pluck from the mountain gorges
To the sound of his own flute
And the sky will open the gates of the kingdom of death.
Have put the freedom, I'll breath of wind.
 
Caressing eyes mystic rose
Pain will burn in me love and hate.
Through the darkness shine I touch eternity,
 Forever lost in oblivion.
There, where the gods dance in our hearts;
To where are ashamed of all hope;
Where mad our freedom
In anticipation of the wedding of darkness and light.
 
Ringtones wind uplift my soul
On the fate of the mountain on a moonlit night in the ocean where the rest
 my spirit I solution to the majesty of silence
To hear the breath of the Great Chaos.
 
Liberty wind in the majesty of the sky
Section darkness. The earth will wake up
From the dreams of illusion, waking mind, and we
Then stop playing the role of the dead.