Перевод песни Billy Talent – Devil in a Midnight Mass

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A devil in a midnight mass
Who preyed behind stained glass
A memory of Sunday class
Resurrected from the past
I was told that the world wouldn’t believe me
In the cold, sinners world, tried to see them
Hold your breath then count to four
Pinky swears don’t work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor
Getting closer to my door
I was alive, but now I’m singin'
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) till they find the knife
(Guilty! Guilty!) won’t make it right
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) till they find the knife
(Guilty! Guilty!) won’t make it right
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) till they find the knife
(You're guilty!)
A devil in a midnight mass
The temple he trespassed
Attempt a dozen hits
Pulls a serpent from the sands
I was told that the world wouldn’t believe me
In the cold, sinners world, tried to see them
Mother nature, Sister fear
A place called Hell is close to here
Put my trust in God that day
Not the man that taught his way
I was alive, but now I’m singin'
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) till they find the knife
(Guilty! Guilty!) won’t make it right
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) till they find the knife
(Guilty! Guilty!) won’t make it right
(Silent nights) for the rest of my life
(Silent nights) till they find the knife
(You're guilty!)
Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound
Your bed is made, and it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound
Your bed is made, and it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound
Your bed is made, and it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound
Your bed is made, and it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound
Your bed is made, and it’s in the ground
Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound
Your bed is made, and it’s in the ground