Текст песни Виконт - Хранитель

irritant days
Wind, bound with bad weather
Let it fly
Now I have no power over them.
blood boil
I am a prisoner mad passion
Let love burn -
From it some adversity.

I am a great magician, an evil fate is intended to create
Do not know prohibitions
The balance of good and evil, I shall keep
And live without troubles, but
He became a friend, and everything has changed
I reveal in my chest flower magic
Since then I hate evil
But how can I be? You can not be on the sidelines.

He started the war,
To kill and eager for power.
How many years live -
Above Human laughed with happiness.
But I come sunrise
Not transparent scarlet suit -
This is the face of the gods
The heart of my tears apart.

I'm not like others,
And rock my loneliness and evil
Print fate on me,
I am lost in the middle of the road.
Her sad face
And the voice, that voice inside me
As to the spring pressed,
Yes, it's in my chest is burning?