Текст песни Tvangeste - Damnation Of Regiomontum

Damnation Of Regiomontum

[Music by Tvangeste, Lyrics by Miron]

Clouds hide the sun
Fire blinds my eyes
Smell of death around of me
Like a shadow ...

Only sword in arm
Sorrow in my heart
Only hatred in my mind .....

GROUND of my land have now became red
It can not take the blood anymore
Shouts of dying like an echo
of the greatest tragedy come to my land
With the servants of alien god ...

Regiomontum a garden on ashes
I roam in your infernal shadows
And only moonlight shines my mournful way
Regiomontum new life on the site of fire

Town the phantom in a fog of centuries
As a shelter of souls, crippled in sacred war ...

For the name of goodness and love
Drowning in blood of the innocent people
For the name of goodness and love
Orphaned land, life transformed in ashes

When you'll lay down in a bed of Death
Ridden by fear of Uncertainty
Think of your life before you'll draw your last breath
Think of your sins in reality ...
Christian
Christian

It's not rain that has spilled from the sky
It is tears of my people
It is not the rivers with pure water
It is the rivers of blood of my people
Now all of us are dead
There is nobody to raise children
There is nobody to harvest
Sacred fire has gone
Vaidelot's Sacred fire

The Land of our ancestors is grasped by the flame of war
The air is filled by bitterness
There is no the taste of freedom here anymore
Only grief about native ground
Only Unending rain and lonely warrior Mourn about
The Great nation exterminated for the name of goodness and love

The land of our ancestors in flames of war,
And sadness filled the air ...
And there it is more than the sweet taste of freedom
Only sorrow for his native land ,
Earth, Black appealed to the red
For really can not soak up the blood of their sons
Only endless rain and lonely warrior mourn ancient people ,
Slaughtered & quot; in the name of goodness and love & quot; ...

A Russian translation:

& quot; Curse of the Royal Mountain & quot;

The sun hid behind the clouds ,
Fire blinds me ...
The smell of death around me
Like a shadow ...

In my hand a sword ,
In my heart, only sorrow,
In my mind nothing but hatred ...

Land of my homeland blushed
She can no longer bear
Death cries , like an echo
The greatest tragedy that had come to my country
With the ministers of foreign god ...

Mount Royal , a garden in the dust ,
I walk in your infernal shadows ...
Only the moonlight illuminates my sorrowful way
Mount Royal , a new life in the cloister of the fire ...

Ghost town in the ambient mist -
As a haven for souls slain in the holy war ...

& quot; In the name of love and kindness & quot ;,
Drowning in the blood of innocent people ...

& quot; In the name of love and kindness & quot;
They ravaged the country , drawing people's lives in the ash ...

Lying on his deathbed ,
Tormented by the fear of uncertainty ,
Think about your life before you breathed his last ,
Think of your sins in reality ...

Christians ...
Christians ...

This - not shed rain ,
And the tears of my people ...
This - not clean river water ,
A river of blood of my people ...
We are all dead now ,
No one to raise a family ,
There is no one to harvest from the fields ...
The sacred fire is gone,
Vaydelota holy fire ...

The land of our ancestors in flames of war,
And sadness filled the air ...
And there it is more than the sweet taste of freedom
Only sorrow for his native land ,
Earth, Black appealed to the red
For really can not soak up the blood of their sons
Only endless rain and lonely warrior mourn ancient people ,
Slaughtered & quot; in the name of goodness and love & quot; ...