Time stabs progress dagger Under our ribs without remorse As well as human fillings hide Under thickness of history dust Time is changing transforming us In to heartless machines From the very cradle we are brought up Like a guard dogs And we greedily pick the bones Of faith, passion and love And what is the most horrible, my friend, that this processes are invisible Those with whom i was growing up shoulder to shoulder are slowly covering with a submission layer Turning up into wax figures Spare me, the avalanche of lust Betrayal and fake smiles Let me disappear in kind old days When I held her hand and saw her shy smile Save me from today's her Forever young...Forever drunk Falling asleep in a strange,cold bed