"It will be last", you say but do it more and more. It's like a kind of stupid pleasure that he didn't like before. It's only your sentence. It gives you the dependence. When someone asks a question, you always on attention, maybe, you are very frightened? It seems like you're inside it. If something's wrong - it's nothing. It's nothing that is going up to you. His life is floating away. Every day he should pay in such way. And if he wants to survive, to return a good life - time to pray. It's time to pray! Making mistakes sometimes bites you from the inside! You don't realize how long it will torture and over and over! Fight! “You will die fast!” I say. It's gonna happen all the day. When you will sit before your death and think that you have chosen wrong way! And mental disorder it forces you to murder. With no dose and no pills you'll slowly rot in sacred hill. It's only your sentence. It gives you the dependence. If something wrong - it's nothing. It's nothing that is going up to you. His life is floating away. Every day he should pay in such way. And if he wants to survive, to return a good life - time to pray. It's time to pray! Come on! So let's fight! (Fight) So let's fight the dirty feelings to decide! (Fight) I have to choose between the fake and real life! (Fight) I always told myself to stop and gave it up! (Fight) I should give up this fuckin' slavery! His life is floating away. Every day he should pay in such way. And if he wants to survive, to return a good life - Time to pray. It’s time to pray!