Я вышел из пепла и дыма Из ночи,растившей...

I came out of the ashes and smoke
From the night that raised me ...
From his black world
I went out forever ...

Only endowed with a curse
I walked, promising all misfortunes.
People threw stones at me
Praying for the death of my god.

I heard people cry ...
I saw anger in my eyes
He knew that it would not be otherwise.
He knew everything a hundred years in advance.

Shy peered into souls
Finding one emptiness in them.
my way, shimmering strip,
He moved me into the dark.

My twinkle was beating like a pendulum ...
My footprint burned on the heels
angry at himself from powerlessness.
I saw around and could not believe my eyes.

Spent myself on terrible agony
Within the walls of strangers, losing peace ...
hands sparkled with blood fiery ...
a demon trailed behind me with forests ...

And only in the water did I see his appearance
Terrible torment sparkled in the waves
Breathing languidly, he sometimes said to me:
"Your strength is limitless as fear!"

I was choking on this picture
The demon swallowed me from the inside
Throwing your gaze again from the abyss ...
"only for me you live! ..

It will be so forever! In this I am all ...
Climbing into the soul, the demon yells:
"You are a necromancer, and this is your cross ...
I know it a hundred years in advance! "