Music – Vlad Tatarsky, Arthur Filenko and Roman Romanov, Lyrics – Arthur Filenko
lyrics
Your kingdom of pleasure corrupts your mind,
And flesh becomes dark like rotten mess of fallen leaves.
Her skin pleaded for refreshment, but it withered with her hopes for salvation.
Truth is like a fresh stream that feeds the lands suffered from draught.
And winds come, and they bring vultures, and they sip the stream dry, enslaving the future with grief.
Defeat feeds the flames of anger, beholding the horizon blackened from deaths.
Diamond tears leave your eyes. We want to know lies
Unable to accept the truth that our lives are threads in the canvas of time.
We want to know lies when the last hope dies.
And a weak soul departs from your earthy flesh.
And a toothless mouth of grave swallows it.
Approaching grave,
Hear the steps of death.
Approaching grave,
The reaper takes its scythe, a sharp and merciless blade.
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