Лики бессмертных Богов [Liki bessmertnyh Bogov] [English translation]

Stop eternity, truth is blind!

From a reality in baseness

I'm running

With prayer about life raising to an own shrine

You look in a deep, in a veil of the dreams

And in this oblivion of soul, in gray life confusion

Mimes of immortal Idols will revive in a mind

Where is the essence of this world?

A soul has been forgotten in spurious reality

Stop eternity, truth is blind!

I'm running from a reality in baseness

In madness of night you see, how the old maid

Will beckon you on the specified way

But still again, having started, you will escape of this confine

And reminiscence will raise that terrible essence

As creeping serpent, touching invisible roots

You had fallen in a void-like being of unvisible darkness

And here you're alone on open spaces of an immemorial shrine

And in thoughts you will remember that has been sealed out by man

Where is essence of this world?

A soul has been forgotten in spurious reality

Stop eternity, truth is blind!

From a reality in baseness, I'm running

You thirst fire in a cold life

That dies during this instant

And again you will be shrouded by darkness –

Fear before death by oblivion

And at the crossing these roads

Dream will silent by sorcery

You will see the world of the dead

You're in embraces of Mary Idol

Stop eternity, truth is blind!

From a reality in baseness

I leave...

• Artist:Arkona
• Album:Goy, Rode, Goy! (Гой, Роде, Гой!)