Only the moonlight lights the sand
There is no one in this world
The life's leaf has been plucked
Every day was getting darker and darker
Even the shadows were barely visible
The smell of brimstone and dead flesh
The rustle of the wind in the emptiness
After a day or even sooner
The time won't heal this time
The human world is wretched
The world won't forgive us this time.
*Брошенные земли, окутал туман
Лишь свет луны освещает песок
В этом мире никого нет
Был оборван жизни листок
С каждым днём, становилось темней
Даже тени стали чуть видны
Запах серы, мертвой плоти
Шорох ветра в пустоте
Пройдёт день, а может меньше
Время не поможет в этот раз
Мир человека изувечен
Мир не простит нам в этот раз.
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