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Л​и​к​и о​б​р​е​ч​е​н​н​ы​х

by Kopalhem

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1.
Black Flag Where souls become ghosts, where the soil cried blood Where a human life was grinded to dust Where the fearless hearts are buried young Led to freedom by the flag that is blacker than black Black flag Into the blurry darkness those doomed souls disappear Knowing that Death was always near Their fate was made of their shattered dark dreams Their Faith was Freedom, they knew no fear Black flag! Black flag! Aaaaargh! Hoping for Freedom or Death Hoping for Freedom or Death Where souls become ghosts, where the soil cried blood Where a human life was grinded to dust Where the fearless hearts are buried young Freed by the flag that is blacker than black Black flag! Black flag!
2.
Lycanthropy Snowflakes are falling in silence The moonlight is melting in shadows Crooked teeth and freezing stare I know the smell of your fear My blade is flashing in the dark I feel the thirst (or lust) for blood I hear dogs howling in the night sky I’m lurking in the shadows… behind you! I’m ashes from ashes My fate’s gloom (doomed maybe?) My victim’s soul’s Spreading its wings It’s on her way To the Other Side Snowflakes are falling in silence The moonlight is melting in shadows Crooked teeth and freezing stare I know the smell of your fear My blade is flashing in the dark I feel the thirst for blood I hear dogs howling in the night sky I’m lurking in the shadows… behind you! I’m lurking in the shadows… behind you! I’m lurking in the shadows… behind you! I’m ashes from ashes My fate’s gloom/doomed My victim’s soul’s spreading its wings It’s on her way to the Other Side Snowflakes are falling in silence The moonlight is melting in shadows Crooked teeth and freezing stare I know the smell of your fear Sharp blade is flashing in the dark I fell the thirst for blood I hear dogs howling in the night sky I’m lurking in the shadows… behind you! Lurking in the shadows behind you Lurking in the shadows behind you
3.
Ruin City Air raid sirens, hearts shrink, children cry, mothers scream Shards of glass fly everywhere, the sky is burning black The hail of bombs turns the streets into craters like on the Moon Ruin City’s ablaze, its people are buried alive Thousands of dead bodies — Ruin City! The people are buried alive Life is shattered like broken glass The sky is burning black Air raid sirens, hearts shrink, children cry, mothers scream Shards of glass fly everywhere, the sky is burning black The hail of bombs turn the streets into craters like on the Moon Ruin City’s ablaze, its people are buried alive Thousands of dead bodies — Ruin City! The people are buried alive Life is shattered like broken glass The sky is burning black Thousands of dead bodies — Ruin City! The people are buried alive Life is shattered like broken glass The sky is burning black The sky’s burning black The sky‘s burning black Hope’s out of reach, tears are frozen The deathlike cold is torturing the survivors The Undead walk the streets, there’s a cadaver in every cellar The living are about to turn into wild predators until starvation kills them all Air raid sirens, hearts shrink, children cry, mothers scream Shards of glass fly everywhere, the sky is burning black Thousands of dead bodies — Ruin City! The people are buried alive Life is shattered like broken glass The sky is burning black The sky’s burning black The sky‘s burning black
4.
Blockade Frozen hearts were pumping, tasting the pain of death Starving bodies started collapsing Hope was dying, they feared every new day The roar of bombs in the dark iwas their lullaby Death was laughing in smoke at the fragile infant souls Life was burning out like a candle in the dark The sky was torn apart, black dust was falling like snow Death had blocked all exits with gravestones The sky was torn apart, black dust was falling like snow Death had blocked all exits with gravestones Frozen hearts were pumping, tasting the pain of death Starving bodies started collapsing Hope was dying, they feared every new day The roar of bombs in the dark was their lullaby Hope was dying, they feared every new day The roar of bombs in the dark was their lullaby Death was laughing in smoke at the fragile infant souls Life was burning out like a candle in the dark The sky was torn apart, black dust was falling like snow Death had blocked all exits with gravestones The sky was torn apart, black dust was falling like snow Death had blocked all exits with gravestones
5.
The Road To The Void Go-o-o! The road to the Void is an endless downfall See the dead bodies bound in chains Doom is rising above the horizon Whirling black shrouds above us In lifeless sleep the night was deadly silent Now watch the dead awake Fear the Black Battalion And smell the damp graves Spreading his wings is The Angel of Death My heart’s getting cold, I’m losing my breath The grave will soon embrace me My soul is crying cold tears The road to the Void is an endless downfall See the dead bodies bound in chains Doom is rising above the horizon Whirling black shrouds above us Doom is rising above the horizon Whirling black shrouds above us The road to the Void is an endless downfall See the dead bodies bound in chains Doom is rising above the horizon Whirling black shrouds above us Spreading his wings is The Angel of Death My heart’s getting cold, I’m losing my breath My grave is soon to embrace me My soul is crying cold tears
6.
Firefight Where the shells were bursting and fear was stifling The anarchist squad was planning a melee To survive under fire until the dawn comes Just a few hours — then cut the enemy’s throat Victory was their destiny when The black “sotnya” cut into the enemy lines Anarchy conquered day with a machine gun storm Until the bravest grew tired and their blades lost their edges «You won’t catch me» is written on the back of my “tachanka” I see a ghost of a White Movement soldier smiling — lucky bastard I howl with the pack like a grieving wolf I bring death to my foe whose blood is now spraying Victory was their destiny when The black “sotnya” cut into the enemy lines Anarchy conquered the day with a machine gun storm Until the bravest grew tired and their blades lost their edges Victory was their destiny when The black “sotnya” cut into the enemy lines Anarchy conquered the day with a machine gun storm Until the bravest grew tired and their blades lost their egdes «You won’t catch me» is written on the back of my “tachanka” I see a ghost of a White movement soldier smiling — lucky bastard I howl with the pack like a grieving wolf I bring death to my foe, whose blood is now spraying Victory was their destiny when The black “sotnya” cut into the enemy lines Anarchy conquered the day with a machine gun storm Until the bravest grew tired and their blades lost their edgesl
7.
Diary Of The Doomed One The putrid spirit is squeezing my breast The Gates of Hell are open wide Death is following the smell of fear Dropping by every door Death is sweeping the earth with snowstorms The planet is cold as ice Fluffy flying ashes draw pastel pictures For a dead child The faces express hunger and suffering, the Theatre of Pain’s on fire The rivers of cold blood fill the Unholy Grail The body bags are numbered The bodies are stored in a barn The deadman shrouded in a blanket Suddenly screams loudly No tears, no sorrows left She’s knocking on all doors But the doors won’t ever open And the dead won’t ever revive The faces express hunger and suffering, the Theatre of Pain’s on fire The rivers of cold blood fill the Unholy Grail When sorrows come and there’s nothing left to hold on to They have chosen to close their eyes and fall into the abyss ...the Theatre of Pain’s on fire ... blood fills the Unholy Grail
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released January 12, 2018

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