Текст песни Театр Теней - Змея

You're alone all day on the verge of sleep
At the bottom of time it is beautifully cold.
The stars will converge exactly at two
Weave on gray leather lace
You and the cross, and the reward
You and I are not friends
You are the fire, you are the creature of hell
You are mine and draw
On the lips of a drop of sweet poison
You are a snake, you are a snake!
We were long knotted
But you responded to good with evil
Crawl the same creature soon under the bush
Until the Mongoose strangled you
You and the cross, and the reward
You and I are not friends
You are the fire, you are the creature of hell
You are mine and draw
On the lips of a drop of sweet poison
You are a snake, you are a snake!