Funeral Of a Dead Soul

Caravan of souls is going by ghostly walk

Through the fog, not touching the ground

Sun is hidden for them forever

They will never see the light

Clouds covered starless sky

The wind sang the sad song

Wolves wailed, accompanying in darkness

Those who didn’t want to live in the light

In black clothes keepers of souls

Lead in Hades souls without bodies

Lead to imprison them in hell till the court

Lead those, who wanted to live without God

Years flow, as waters of river

Life gone, as a moment

Their bodies were given to the ground

And dead souls are going into oblivion

The tsars and the slaves are striding one near another

Great warriors, thief and executioner

Riches and power couldn’t save them

Only frantic cry is heard in the valley

Wind is crushing the ashes

Where are the glory and the names?

And ahead are only torture and fear

In the lake of fire

And heaven cried out at the threshold of the end

The rainstorm fell on the ground from heavens

And drops of rain, like a tears of father

Fell to the godless, misplaced forest

But remember – while you have a breath

And while your heart is beating in your chest

While your body have soul and mind

You can save your undead soul