The breath of plague flows without pauses
Between the lips covered with rot.
Beware, the one who is the closest,
We have been brothers, now we are not!
Stab him in the back and close your eyes
Inflamed with terror!
Let human nature demonstrate
Its way to survive!
In every dream get used to see
The brother's barrow!
The pain in your forehead indicates the mark
That you can't hide!
Fell the mark!
Fell the mark of Cain!
Fell the mark of Cain!
Fell the mark of Cain!
In every back a wound is bleeding,
Look at this rain – you painted it red!
And the reward earned with your deed is
The shameful stigma burning your head!
Stab him in the back and close your eyes
Inflamed with terror!
Let human nature demonstrate
Its way to survive!
In every dream get used to see
The brother's barrow!
The pain in your forehead indicates the mark
That you can't hide!
Fell the mark!
Fell the mark of Cain!
Fell the mark of Cain!
Fell the mark of Cain!
«Nothing's forbidden in reaching the goal», –
Life is the voice that tells it by stealth.
This world needs no tyrants or demons at all,
Humanity is pure evil itself!
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