Decadence

Drudkh


Oh, inexorable petrified days.
Strong hand over people and gods.
…Waits there, in the gray distance,
Lays down with mountains behind us.

We will overcome again. Many yet
will be conquered by us. Above all there is a true steel.
But we also destined to be broken
Someday and somewhere on a stone mountains.

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There is an invariable land, and everything on it is an unceasing change.
Gold – at a dawn, by windy day – silver,
Melted copper – the same lake, in hours before evening,
And the frozen iron – at night, in cold mists.

Nobody yet has torn apart this hard-forged metal fetters.
The day and the month and the year`s four seasons, and on the globe –
In strong scars human`s restless and greedy heart,
And the horrible eternal cycle was destined to it.