December Moon - You Can't Bless The Damned [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Villages died without survivors, death erupts in my eyes
The cattle roam, aimlessly, across the countryside
Crops rot in fields, for lack of hands to reap
The dead are thrown over Christian walls and lie in crumpled heaps...

In transit plague is held by mist
This hellish deed now they have kissed
Where bodies fall in faith defeat
The sacred ruin of Silent Street...

I'm overwhelmed by notion, my story thus unfolds
I gaze upon the obituary, a scroll to disenshroud
Mordibity of centuries, was never tolled
This pestilence manifested under a vanquished lord...

To the sounds of solemn prayer
The deathbringers they came
Unfortunate laws of nature - leave us naked in the rain
No words of spells or act of strength
Coould lift the damned nor sway the stench...

Little comfort for mind or soul in an era so surreal
A place I dream a mortal trace
Calls from the dark, I see a face
It's pain, it's fear, without a doubt I learn the past
It's reaching out...

Rats run wild onto the street
Strong escape, sick cleansed by heat
Urban fire burns to the ground
The hand of fate spreads through the town...

In light, things bear fruit and thrive
In darkness, decay and die
Remember, to retain insight
What use are the lords of light...

White souls you'll burn !