You inward die There's begin to expected period Without preparation It's plane which you designed for long time Bad luck Pathetic adept for masses It's never knows but certain axiomatic peace of mind Patience till entire oblivion Tolerance perceive as grow up Inward die - conspiracy of lies? It's for the moment escape from throw away It's loneliness - abcess on corrupted consonance There's example knows from approaching past As deplorable portraits of self annihilate Gift, madness ahve rejected and ternished But where have the rightful distinctions And awards perished Where?! Sense of duty Stepping stone from nightmare It's continuation Of bog of unpractical minds disappointments It's fight for your own way to apperception Posthumous speech to bored ones Decide about lies Verdict without a chance for kind of human race