Текст песни прот.Олег Скобля - Содом

In the light of the world burns fovorskom angel has sold a ring,
As we leave the black carts bleeding uproar.
Forget about home tired brother, we do not return back.
Pounded on the glass wounds salt to where cold and pain.

In your hands the white city,
Merciful Lord!
And I want to enter into it!
and I'm ready as before ...
Go on fire stairs,
Before the high gate!
And only in the wind on the lips,
Salty ashes sins ...

Bright alien destroyer enters through the windows of others cities
Left under heart white thread in the dress sewn crosses.
I see tears in your eyes, forget about hunger and fear,
In the palm of God give his sin, salty ash - a bitter laugh.

In your hands the white city,
Merciful Lord!
And I want to enter into it!
and I'm ready as before ...
Go on fire stairs,
Before the high gate!
And only in the wind on the lips,
Salty ashes sins ...