it's time for the youth those who are always 25, those who haven't seen the sun for a long time, but not yet ready to die
this is my nuclear winter blasted heart, cold inside surviving generation which took the knife before realize it we're wolf-cubs without pack choking in blood of friends and foes where have you been when they slaughtered our children? ..
let begin our crusade doomed journey of the ones forgetting love but who can suffer it's an important skill in the new world victim or predator sleep hugging the gun seeing a dream about mother's hands
but this is only a fuckin' dream and tomorrow nothing will be like yesterday there is only you and these people around doomed to life
empty houses are silent there too quiet now but it's better than to hear someone scream ... mom, I just wanted to say for a long ago- I don't remember your face ... please, Help me to remember
ashes to ashes, dust to dust in these streets we walk on the bones a long time ago noone knows about trust but I hear the whisper of black angels who came to save us or destroy us creatures of the night, help me to understand who can live and who must die
Мама... мама, помоги мне я не вижу тебя, мамочка, где ты... мама, забери меня отсюда...
let begin our crusade doomed journey of the ones forgetting love but who can suffer it's an important skill in the new world