Culture Kultur - Nemesis текст песни

Soaked in blood
I arrive to this quiet place
Lost and wounded
Friendly hands took care of me
Now recovered
I feel your presence coming back
Scanning the lands
Looking for me, my enemy

I wait for you
Under the pale light
I wait for you
Blue steel in my eyes

Walk through the forest
Feeling every life in this hiding place
Cloaked in darkness
Squeezing every second in this final truce
I know this will not last
The time is close to the final end
Come to me
And may Nemesis be my guard