Текст песни сотня масок
Обновлено: 29.10.2025
Бридж 
Злые тени мелькают 
Слышу их шепот, холодный как лед 
И надежду теряя вижу вдруг я облик ангела verse 1 
These persons look like the spokes 
Impartially, torn into pieces 
Again, I can not understand it 
Where the answer is no sense
chorus 
Lie - a weapon hundreds of masks 
Who are weaker , there is no chance 
Pain, pain of others quenching 
Disappear , the face of losing
2kuplet 
Jealousy, envy 
Anger and weakness 
These feelings - evil art 
Live vicariously dooming 
Themselves to decay and spiritual captivity
bridge 
Evil shadows flit 
I hear them whisper , cold as ice 
And losing hope of a sudden I see the face of an angel
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