What dark?
new darkness is waiting for a city full of the absurd
deceitful man burning
slaughter goes again
Who knows whether the seemingly NIP black crime from the blood?
and yet still the sun escapes the city often?
lie meet someone with caution!
odchodzicie you like a forgotten disaster in the clouds
painfully escapes transience!
NIP crowów emptiness of life
hidden suffer particularly
crying like mad, my cross
after the recent deadly dungeon die like a dog death
face has a yearning
ravens cross before the sun hides
lapsed at the end of the hand is the fear helpless
Demon refused to see the last time