Solitude fills up my empty soul
Its frozen wind burries me deep in pain
Pain deep in my heart
That’s how my woe exists
Hypocrite society filled with lies
My misery is your spite.
You destroy the ancient values
That is why I hate you
You are told how to exist
That’s why I don’t need you
The reason-why I hate you
The reason-why I am hated
The reason- why I left you
The reason-why I’m betrayed
A magány körülöleli a lelkemet
Fagyos szele mélyre temeti a testemet
Mélyre ható fájdalom.
Így ölt testet bánatom.
Empty
Soul
Pain
Woe
Solitude fills up my empty soul
Its frozen wind burries me deep in pain
Pain deep in my heart
That’s how my woe exists
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