Дагон [Dagon] [English translation]

In chronicle of mine

There is a last chapter.

Unfortunately, the words

Are failed in it.

Through the last year

From the fishing villages

All the folk have disappeared,

That fog, which every day

Coming from the sea

Into the continent.

I have seen myself

As all the watersides emptied out.

The world was changing within sight,

Call of elements in people's hearts

Have made a primal fear,

Have made a fear.

Dagon's personally son

Have come from the bosom of the sea.

It was the fate's omen of misfortune,

Omen of misfortune.

Everyday in mind's grew

The rampant evil.

The record in diary:

"I'm loosing my mind again...

Again in my head

Appeared a strange noise.

But today I've started

To understand that sounds...

It is somebody's call,

I can't escape from it.

Behind the window is storm,

And my eyes

Popping out of head,

My image in a mirror is horrible!"

The world was changing within sight,

Call of elements in people's hearts

Have made a primal fear,

Have made a fear.

Dagon's personally son

Have come from the bosom of the sea.

It was the fate's omen of misfortune,

Omen of misfortune.

Everybody made his way

To the sea through different essence.

Somebody was creeping to the water,

Dilapidated old pier

Was in his destiny

As a start of all the starts.

Draggled behind himself

His sopping notebook,

With great difficulty

Trying to write something.

And then, dipping,

Went under water.

The surf had noised

And take him along with.

The world was changing within sight,

Call of elements in people's hearts

Have made a primal fear,

Have made a fear.

Dagon's personally son

Have come from the bosom of the sea.

It was the fate's omen of misfortune,

Omen of misfortune.

The new young race

Appeared under the water.