Текст песни Den Nazgul - Грааль

Moy crossbow rusty , my horn played their
 Out in the astral limit connector on the rocks , the city of Albi.
 And in the sky - groan September there Gazette Raven Blessed :
 " Holy Grail !
 Grail !
 Grail ! "
 And from the sea falls night , as red as the cry of the vessel tube.

And where now your bottom era stone chest ?
 In place of the miracle of fire comes festa papal bonfires.
 A Knight Hugo , kind catarrh,
 knew where they buried the Grail .
 More Clam and ECARE ,
 scoffers vestments , prayer and fasting .

On the trail of snuck in the night legate , a servant of Satan,
 Blade of Darkness where the army plowed Provence and Guyenne .
 Be strong, Knight Emval !
 About cares our god Agni .
 and preserve ancient sword
 rage Castilian hyenas.

Five thousand moons Witches - as a chain of dead heads .
 A knight Hugo had long forgotten the smell of fresh blood .
 He blackened by the rain, deafened for pipes and vain words
 he was at the grass hooves Gangetic sacred cows.

And here are locked century , and became like pectoral.
 Pectoral chest as the son of the Scythian white steppe .
 And page - mocker ECARE ,
 I bore a heart holy grail ,
 became Jewish sand
 in the shadow of Christ's left foot.

Where now , Knight Emval , your magic steel?
 You bury Clam broad Martian stuffy marshes.
 It was a moment in the night periods
 he same for her death was ,
 and repeats like clockwork ,
 his endless flight .

And God , tired of eras, quietly folded them into a spiral .
 fugitives and put it on the Lord pale foreheads .
 At the root of the Tree of Good and Evil
 throat Grail
 fell to the ground blood is red
 their cry vessel tube.