Текст песни Asmund - Плоды Бесплодных

Step by step, delivering eternity
Lost consciousness, will, humanity
Dogs rush towards the abyss slops
The path of humility and electing chambers

Laughing crammed into a narrow bed of perversion
Tasting flesh dirt incest
Hark to the greatness of the fathers
Jehovah teshet word lie foolish sons

Helplessly Clan
I love calling slavery
Kiss his feet, gregarious howling

And renouncing the natural essence
Carries blind crucifix miserable fates
Shouts imploring leper
Successor will at fruits fruitless
And renouncing the natural truths
Burning beauty swore
And year after year, leaving
Plague fed ... Christ!

Time through the crazy dream awakened blood pulse
Flock! Wolf pack!
On opening the nature, dropping sleep, shone victory throne
Brought up while a flock of Honor! Will Revenge! Blood! Thirst!