Текст песни Marr-K - Последний бой

= = Last Battle
The time has come, the sound of the gong we go out on the field
Arena screaming crowd filled to overflowing
Give me a sword, I'll shoot from the hip
Faith in the victory was enough for me, is at the heart of the candle burns
The way the wind blows, let the hurricane rips roofs
The gods are angry, for what has been a long time
People were running from house to house, and the two of us in the arena
Fighting itself, it is a heavy burden
Who will win, he will dictate the law
Blood trail leads around the arena for a
We are encased in armor, stands already empty
No one will prevent us to dispel the smoke in the wind
From the fires of the revolution, the way the rain falls from the sky
Flushing with our souls soot Affairs sinners
Pantheon of the Gods, they look down
We are only puppets, we have puppets
The air is clean, the sky eclipsed dawn
Thunder and lightning flashing around
For many miles we have only two
The taste of blood in his mouth clouding his mind
Fighting itself, it is the last match
Let the heavens tremble with the sound of raging
Germinate on the ground of a new crop of truth
Go ahead only with the hope to survive ...