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Voice, sung to you in the night, stopped forever
And burn in the fire of candle year for years...
Those who loved you all life, at the gates of heaven...
The king, the lord of destiny, awakening awaits...
He crowned his life and immortality
But not in the temple, and in battles where fighting evil and good...
Gave people a taste of mercy to know
Transformed into a noble hatred anger at enemies...
He autumns Roman cross
Above his head - red dragon
On the blade of the sword - Runed ligature
King ruled with a firm hand
Word and the power, light and peace
Like a stone-giants hold the power
There is no beginning, no end of stories
There is a ring of wandering lights
Lies and truth eternally arguing in it
And on their altar shed blood of kings.
A favorite of the heaven has a certain way
For the earthly victory, he will pay tribute, like all
And hurry to the battle, betraying by son
Above the crimson river, hundreds of knights with him meet death...
Two worlds come together here in a battle
Son and father, the deep and height
Gray cloud of dust sucked sky
In this battle, every strong
Only at the dawn of the enemy is defeated
But the wounded king fell without forces...
There is no beginning, no end of stories
There is a ring of wandering lights
Lies and truth eternally arguing in it
And on their altar shed blood of kings.
Nine sisters in black cloaks taken away the king
Maybe in a grotto of wonderful crystal slabs on the island
Initiated the countdown of dark times, do not turn back the river
Do not repeat the new dawn, the Golden Age did not start...
At an early hour in the silver radiance
From the depths of the underground rises shadow on a horse
But so far all is quiet in the Britain
At sunset, the king falls asleep in the darkness
Be trouble - will be king
To defend his case
And come back to this world as the messiah
But for the crowd he did not holy,
Devil in him sees any
And unrecognized, he will be killed again...
There is no beginning, no end of stories
There is a ring of wandering lights
Lies and truth eternally arguing in it
And on their altar shed blood of kings.
Stay the same in a blissful dream, a noble king ...
To be the messiah in own country, the unenviable role...