Elion feat Артур Беркут, Валерий Гаина, Илья Мамонтов - Epilogue

The Battle is over and guns are aside for long ago,
The sacred truth in dust of war is empty for me
I’m staring at the grey sky but it’s not my will
The heaven cries about us in a deadly thrill

But I do not care for this nightmare. Do I?
I root in the earth, beneath the frozen sky
On the ground in ashes they wrote one story more
Why these people want now never-ending war

The Battle was ending and evil nights stay behind us
Without limits and tied hands on pointed razors
The Battle was ending and above us black clouds set.
Lives weren’t revived, songs weren’t contrived and words weren’t said.

On the throne of the worlds we’re ruled by garbages
They turned deity into the worst of the savages
They cannot breath from greed. They breath so heavily
While innocent revolt and suffer terribly.

It would be great for all those who write the history
To take part in our wolf-pack, howl a new melody!
Gunpowder in their eyes, enemies blood on the knives,
With emptiness and despair in their hearts survive!

The Battle was ending and evil nights stay behind us
Without limits and tied hands on pointed razors
The Battle was ending and above us black clouds set.
Lives weren’t revived, songs weren’t contrived and words weren’t said.

So I saw a dream where I was walking under the stars
Where the world isn’t red of blood, but pink in the sunset hours
And I saw a dream were you loved and trusted me
These sinister nights! I suffered without you terribly!

But all has mixed at once! Reality is fake, pretence
Yesterday’s big nobs are pawns without defence!
All chimeras were broken and the walls crashed down
I awoke and saw, this nightmare’s here and now!

The Battle was ending and evil nights stay behind us
Without limits and tied hands on pointed razors
The Battle was ending and above us black clouds set.
Lives weren’t revived, songs weren’t contrived and words weren’t said.