INFESTUM LYRICS

1. Сеча

На поле брани стоят войска
Они пришли к нам из-за моря
На Русь пришли, настала Тьма
И солнце скрылось за горою.

И покорить нас захотели
Своею верою,
Той верой, что с собой несли,
Сжигая города и сёла.

Но взошло Солнце над землей
Рать пришла на смертный бой,
Чтоб изгнать навсегда христиан,
Что пришли к нам с мечём и святой водой.

Небо кровью затянуло
Вижу Ад я пред собой
Князь, одетый в бронь стальную,
Дал приказ на смертный бой.
Меч сверкнул во мгле суровой,
Копий лязг раздался вновь
Наступил закат багровый,
Полилась рекою кровь!

Но взошло Солнце над землей
Рать пришла на смертный бой,
Изгнала навсегда христиан,
Что пришли к нам с мечом и святой водой.

2. Wolfish Nocturne

Dusk begins the first chapter of
Nocturnal narrative
Nightmare comes into your sleep
You has the devil strife
Shadowy figures, wondering in forest mist
Waits for full moon, that the hunt begins.
Hunger...

Fear reigning in your blood
Blows up the veins inside
Night till dawn will be endless
It will witness bloody sight.
Killing stare of green eyes in mist
Growling from the dark before attack of beast.
Wolves...

Run, but they shall overtake you
Hide, but they shall find you
They are masters of night forest
Creators of heartrending moon nocturne.

Forest drowns your body
It brunches like claws of bird of prey
Scribble your eyes
Death will come, because wolves never delay.
Wolfish breath behind your back
You want to stop, you want to come back.
Dawn...

Diged up the grave & blood on stone
Lacerated meat on cold bone
You wake up by horror & fear
Wolfish nightmares nocturne disappear
Disappear...

3. Victim Of Hate

Crusified by hate
Baptism by killing
Pagan sacrifice
Soul of Satan lives in Me

Your life
On My hands will be
Now I win, you see
Lord of Darkness stand with Me

Crushing of your bones
Drinking of your blood
Peing on your corpse
Ravens pecked your eyes

Now thou are dead
Crusified
Victim of Hate
Sacrifice

Your corpse
They will take from thy cross
To thy tomb !
Insects will live in your guts
Thou will Rot !

You loose
Your soul is lost

Now thou are dead
Crusified
Victim of Hate
Sacrifice

Your corpse
They will take from thy cross
To thy tomb !
Insects will live in your guts
Thou will.....
ROT !!!!

And your soul
On My hands will be
Now I won, you see
Lord of Evel, be With Me!!!

4. Instrumental

5. Night Is Waiting For The Heroes

In the land without heroes
Man was born without face
In the desert of the mirrors
He had hide in empty space.

Always tried to be unnoticed
Time was looking for the man
He must pay for his asylum
Time is taxman, man is man

Victim's found,
But tale is going
Hunters looking for the next
In the land without heroes
Man was born without face

But in same land through the centuries
Shall be born another man
He will have his face and glory
No one cannot that he'll can







INFESTUM LYRICS