Текст песни ABYSSPHERE - Грядет новый век

I looked up at the sky and looking for
An excuse for the war
For the pain of mothers .. for these acts
For those who did not return

Coming new century , the Age of Sorrows
On sharp swords and drumming
By folded banner and remove armor
According to the mass graves gone into eternity

Fight for fear, fight for a lie
Closing your own damn circle
Over the battlefield is going to rain
But whether he will wash the blood off our hands ?

Coming new century , the Age of Fear and Lies
And sharp swords, scabbards left again
Put on armor , and new heroes
New graves , and those whom they bury
Time so quickly washes away the sand empires
Leaving only the myths and beliefs hundreds
When standing in majesty and power
Now only the remains asleep in the grave ..