Resurrected

Михаил Хохлачев
I,m lost my final fight
I can't accept it
And I not see the light
My body is split

And my heart is already,
Beating the last beat

Resurrected
And at that moment you appeared
Resurrected
Saying the forbidden prayer
Resurrected
Deceiving the gray death
Resurrected
Taking from her hands preyer

And I stood up like a son of hell
With a single gready thought
To return the final fight,and well
And reduce losses to nought

My blade is russing into battle
Spilling steaves of sparks on the path