Текст песни Джем - Пусть нас поднимет дар богов

Let us lift up the gift of the gods
Curse has become our world
We tore the thread of foreign bases
Feeding the flesh of their idols

And who gets dark steel circle
Lift up on the shoulders of banners
We did not regret our hands
Exposing vein Rubicon

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From the cry of the sheath fly - high!
Get chuck silver - hey!
We are the gods given moment - let
And death in our hands is given - Bey ...

Temple sight cools
But we know the word of battle
Let everyone be killed
But someone will fall behind you

We were given the name of the Legion
Calling from abandoned centuries
We pass the Rubicon
We have no peace even in death

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Wine drunk his enemy
They called us the gift of the gods
We swear, and so
We called the fire alive

And the cry of lightning cut the breast
Above the name of the sacred stone
Yes, we have chosen this path
Peace - a tomb for the Universe