Текст песни The Crossed - Клеймо Убийцы

cursed
Seven tribes killers
And he brought the fear
For his life
Put a sign of prophecy
Always fear before him
It was bound temptation
Death christened killers
Throwing network

And just met my light
Wipe me off the face of the earth
Burning body from the inside
And I fell from heaven

Stamp it will burn
During his forehead prints
sign of the killers
He is a man with a knife in his hand
Native blood shed

It grows the seed of death
Across the land, letting the roots
The human heart is penetrating
I pick it up
took
life
life
life
life