Thursday night
The moon shines bright
The witching hour strikes
You stand at the crossroads
You summon me
Up from hell
With rhymes and spells
I will buy what you sell
You can feel i am near
I'll come. I'll Appear
You do not fear
The lord of the crossroads
Whit your blood you will sign
Your soul will be mine
I am the man in black
The lord of the crossroads
I will burn your soul
In the fires of hell...
Ночь четверга,
Светла луна,
Колдовской час пробил,
Ты стоишь на перекрёстке.
Ты вызываешь меня
Из ада на землю
Заклятиями и пением.
Я куплю то, что ты продашь.
Ты чувствуешь, что я близок,
Я приду, я появлюсь.
Но ты не бойся
Хозяина перекрёстков.
Подпись кровью
И твоя душа – моя,
Я человек в чёрных одеждах,
Я хозяин перекрёстков.
Я сожгу твою душу
В адском огне.
Thursday Night
The Moon Shines Bright
The Witching Hour Strikes
You Stand At The Crossroads
You Summon Me.
Up From Hell.
With rhymes and spells
I Will BUY WHAT YOU SELL
You can Feel I am Near
I'll Come. I'Ll Appear
You Do Not Fear
THE LORD OF THE CROSSROADS
Whit Your Blood You Will Sign
Your Soul Will Be Mine
I am the man in black
THE LORD OF THE CROSSROADS
I Will Burn Your Soul
In The Fires of Hell ...
Thursday night
Light moon,
The witchcraft pier
You stand at the intersection.
You call me
From hell to earth
Spells and singing.
I will buy what you sell.
You feel that I am close
I will come, I will appear.
But you do not be afraid
The owner of the intersections.
Signed by blood
And your soul is mine
I am a man in black clothes,
I am the owner of the intersections.
I will burn your soul
In hellish fire.
