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Extinguished the candle in the wind . Comes the dawn.
Again, you can not remain silent - because there is no truth .
Look in the sun in the dungeon , a blind eye ,
And do not lead the parade - the road to hell ...
Sultry Madrid . The seventeenth century .
On the area of ​​the crowds,
Today, next to these walls will take the soul of God .
And you will meet , as a king , avatsiey , the storm of passion,
But instead of the crown - a loop on the throne theater Death !

Chorus:
Come up to the scaffold , and remember , that's your edge!
Abbot reads a prayer is not closing the road to paradise.
Come up to the scaffold ! Under someone's evil laugh ,
Come up to the gallows for a mortal sin.
" You are guilty !" - Shouted the crowd ,
Bloodlust 's crazy
" You are guilty ," how do they know how easy it is to slander ...

Wax oplyl time in the morning and forget to think about you.
And the light , in spite of doubt , put an end to the labeled fate.
Wait for death harder than dying , because life is one ...
But God handed it to him and given to ...
Here's your platform. On the neck loop .
Handkerchief is laid under the Adam's apple ,
And the whole crowd in the face shouting: " Damn , heretic !"
They burnt out the truth eyes , their souls can not be saved .
And let no guilt , eyes dropped, sorry for the brutality ...

Chorus:
Come up to the scaffold , here is your land!
Abbot reads a prayer is not closing the road to paradise.
Come up to the scaffold ! Under someone's evil laugh ,
Come up to the gallows for a mortal sin.
" You are guilty !" - Shouted the crowd ,
Bloodlust their maddening
" You are guilty ," how do they know how easy it is to slander ...