Garry Cross - В хрустальном саркофаге (alter video)

IN A CRYSTAL SARCOPHAGUS She fell grave cold lay around, And the sun’s warm ray was lost in the gray haze. You silently endure pain, standing on the edge of madness Around, only, dust and decay. The immortal mind wanders between cold prisms, And the meaning of life has been lost forever. The one for whom he lived sleeps in a crystal sarcophagus, The forces of evil are rejoicing! And let life and death lead their ancient dance! And let the sea surf growl at the black rocks! And the measured roar of the waves plunges you into the abyss, Giving you peace for a moment. Under the quiet rustle of the waves, the breathing subsides, The rebellious spirit is now free from shackles. You voluntarily sent yourself into exile, Your lot was harsh. Throw off the sticky embrace of darkness soon, Know the taste of freedom! The light of centuries will run out at the same moment, When a scream wakes up in my chest.