When all the closed shutters on the windows,
And the sun disappeared over the horizon.
Woke up black power in the caves,
It is time of darkness, the time for revenge, treason.
On the white walls of collapsed dark
Not shown mercy in the eyes of the enemy.
Where is a warrior in shining lats
Where is the blade that scatters the darkness.

And the enemy of all ликует, but somewhere in the dark
Worth individuals, is not it fear.
In his hand he grips diamond blade,
He went to battle - it was his time.
He will win, his oath is true,
Away from the walls of diverse darkness.
The sun wakes up on the horizon,
Re-open shutters on the windows