Die!_4(2015 Restauration+REMASTER by Edgar Mikhailovsky)
Life - is Hell The human cruelty lives in it only Day pass'll'way In precipice so fathomless black lonely Impossible to wait! Day,when I'll die.And cut off Nets of hellish range No here faith, No prays in death for me May be it's just only revenge& Like corpses, They are goin' by razor blade
Death,like total sum of life Sunlight does growdin in your own eyes So, livin' whom' you were? What did you grasped in is life?
Blood and suffering, like wicked star; World full of spite and terror - May all goes' way in nowhere forever But only Death could produce restin' dust.
Gaze into emptess - So eyes clouds by the fogg Gloom before me Reality in lie.I know. Malicious fatality All burns like fire hell But only dreams Could help me!Forget this pain Light in black doom Like angel flies 'bove me Light see again And strive for it my soul.
Die! - You'll fly to fairy Heaven. Die! - Can't find there anger of man. Die! - The pitiable terror would you livin'. Die! - You'll find peace for yo'soul my man.