Ария - Симфония Огня

Soon as we hand over the Sun
To Dark Force for some bad deal.
Three numbers will reign our light.
The name “Four Hundred Fifty-One” *
On fire hats looks so ideal,
And now let's start the mystic rite.
The deadly storm left in our side
The dust of times...

The main thing of life for me
Is a fire symphony.
Then I will spare all our kids
From the false and dangerous seeds.

The final flight to fire stake –
Books as the birds are flying out,
Its disappeared without a trail.
Flamethrower hiss alike the snake,
The winged pages flop around.
In future they will never tell
And they are going straight to hell
To dust of times...

The main thing of life for me
Is a fire symphony.
Then I will spare all our kids
From the false and dangerous seeds...
No one can do the smart deeds.

Sleeping,
I listen weeping,
They're shouting right from the fire and crying.
Faces
In all that places,
They turned into flame and cursing my name, they are dying.

The main thing of life for me
Is a fire symphony.
Then I will spare all our kids
From the false and dangerous seeds...

The main thing of life for me
Is a fire symphony.
Then I will spare all our kids
From the false and dangerous seeds.

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* - The lyrics based on the Ray Bradbury book “Fahrenheit 451”. According to the book, the firemen has "F451" on their helmets.