When sunset ends, and on soil brings
a darkness dressed in rays of moon,
an evil angel with murky wings,
will bring to other a gloomy boon.
A silver shining will fall as dome,
a naked people will give a dance,
and in this chaos a song will come,
below the figure of spinning lance. *1
And if you smart you will lay on grass,
without a sound, and without a word,
to wait until this sabbath will pass,
or they will run after you, as horde.
Take run from naked, of cource, you might,
but evil angel will reach you, and
you will not tell what you saw in night,
on this obscure and forgotten land.
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you will not tell about awful night,
on this obscure and forgotten land.
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you will not tell what you saw this night,
in deep of darkness, on cursed land.
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below the figure and spinning lance.
Evil angel
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