Ария - Чёрная Легенда

It was the Middle Ages times,
The bride among the dancers.
She is so young, so pure and so grace.
People don't spare the rhymes,
She bathes in silky fancies
Then the sweet-talks for her is blank space.

All men wish to touch and hold her hand,
Dreams are wild and hot in their faces.
Everyone wants to be in her bed,
But she doesn't care about these cases.


The righteous fire's burning as a bright dance act.
The flying tapes of flame are raging,
But future time will break the deadly bloody pact
And then will scatter this Black Legend.


The awe came after the dark night,
Lump in the throat, eyes look at the floor.
They're coming for your mind –
The Inquisition's here.
Who used to be a friend is a foe.

All men wish to take the sharpest sword,
Dreams to be a hangmen in action.
Want to see how evil witch is burned
Without sadness, doubt and dejection.


The righteous fire's burning as a bright dance act.
The flying tapes of flame are raging,
But future time will break the deadly bloody pact
And then will scatter this Black Legend.


Fly, the wind, turn around
The whole world, go back out.
Fly, you wind, turn around
The whole world, and back out.
Fly, the wind, turn around
The whole world, then back out.
Go upstairs from the ground,
Take the lost souls of nation.
There's near the seventh star
You'll be more young than you are.
The live water from afar
Will fall, break the damnation.
Again the sky dome will be on fire!

Fly, the wind, in our hands.
Sea with blood are parts of blends,
Dust will cover up this lands,
The fire will go out.
Then there's lightning and the storm.
Dark is out, the light was born
And the wind-blow will return.
The lost souls will be found.
Again the skyline will be in a new pyre!


Time knocked down crowds to the ground,
Baptized the bolds with honor.
Each man knew who's a fiend or a brave.
But a new god will shout:
“She's in the Devil's Order!”
Then wrath of men condemn her to the grave.

People want to come close for a while,
Dream to be a hangman in action.
Wish to hear prey's cry with their smile
Without sadness, doubt and dejection.


The righteous fire's burning as a bright dance act.
The flying tapes of flame are raging,
But future time will break the deadly bloody pact
And then will scatter this Black Legend.