The Final Victory

We are writing the year 1543 Anno Dómini,The time the black plague struckAgen, here Michel Nostradamus lived with his wife and two childrenHe confidently began to treat his fellow citizens, but unfortunatelyWas not able to save his family from his old enemy...This was also a time the holy cross was rising with unstoppable mightAgain, a trace of tears and blood covered the land

The final victoryHas crushed the autumn silenceThe final victoryHas crushed the autumn silence

Mortius, domine, lux perpetua luceatMortius, domine, lux perpetua luceatMortius, domineMortius, domine

Вижу свет в ночи туманнойНе прогнать мне призрак странныйСвет негаснущей свечиГорит, горит в ночи

И свет негаснущей свечиГорит, горит в ночи.

So God has found him weepingAnd wrath flickered deep withing his eyesSo thy shalt sufferAs long ago the one's been crucified

The keeper of the Lord's markIs rising up with this abilityHeavenly damnationSo thou shalt trust the seer...