Singer: Unreal

We are Gods, no one has seen us!

Life from nothing.

And forget him.

Not distinguish where the reality from the nonsense: love the bloody wine!
Passion, lust, darkness and light, and again the dirt, and again the bottom...
It was all so long ago, and maybe not with me.
What happened to the girl?
"Her name is m'lady!"

Unexpected first love, that she was the devil's destiny?
Crazy feelings tight knot - count is so handsome, smart,and brave
But... they have a measured period of time.
Ask for beauty's hand count to the Church of rode.
Saying, "Only death will separate us!"
He took his wife out..
But it burns shoulder fire brand, not to hide from the eyes of a mute reproach.
Love the inside - the pain and horror. Violence and the court does not need.
Executes the count's own hand wife like an animal in the wilderness forest.
She's hanging off the old oak tree will serve.
Where are you, girl?

Throughout the land, like a finger, one under the arch of the monastery walls.
Soul that the girl is pure, beautiful like first snow.
Treachery, envy, and lies in it...
But is thought about the soul of the servant of the Lord,
Pushing a child to his bed, and after slander?
He talked about the garden of Eden, but the doors opened in Hell.
Innocence has no place here, desecrated love and honor.
And tears girl nothing - the executioner denounces her shoulder.
And since sins are countless...
Who are you, girl?

When you flash the sword of the executioner, goes out the altar candle,
That the Heavens ask
My lady?
When they come to Your hour of death, silenced the alarm having sounded with,
What You say to the Lord,
My lady?

When all this was?
As if the life back,
In the palm of nails hammered.
And then only hell
Red-hot iron.
Having made the seal of fire,
Snake dug into the body,
Hissing, sparking, ringing
You were beaten with whips,
But they can't hear the crying
And folded wings
Did not see your hangman.

So torn flesh, the pain never goes away
Not in bed of roses destined to die...
Death will come openly, in broad daylight,
To make the soul from the clutches of fire.

Love the inside - the pain and horror.

Love is stronger than all deaths!

For ghostly soul purpose ruined,
But some force led us forward.

Paradise...
Who has seen Paradise?
Everyone on earth is so lonely...
Paradise?
Where is this Paradise?
Life on earth is too cruel.

Let them look me in the face, every mask is a lie!