слова песни Behemoth - Rising Proudly Towards The Sky
Fallen into oblivion...
The last view inside my mind -
Silver walls ofg the castle
Risen proudly towards the sky
The rebellion failed...
Many brave ones went down-
Hung on black trees they are
Blown by the four winds
I've been waiting for years,
Growing stronger
Blazing weapons, eyes burn bright
In the dark - as a King I shall return...
Horns sing in the woods,
Hordes gather
Ancient gods of war
Ride on the sky
Old kingdom will fall
Like a moondust...
Reflecting down the walleys-
So pure, hungry for blood