Chorus:
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This is your last day, you are now only shadows,
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From now on, you are nowhere.
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Demons inside, you are to blame for everything yourself.
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A candle for the repose will no longer save you in the temple.
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This is your last day, you are now only shadows,
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From now on, you are nowhere.
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Demons inside, you are to blame for everything yourself.
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A candle for the repose will no longer save you in the temple.
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Life is like fucking groundhog day and you wish you were dead.
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Hiding is easier than floundering, but there is hardly any sense in this.
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If hell exists, then you were born in its branch.
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Fates for him are only food that he will devour and digest.
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Tomorrow will not be better, tomorrow may not be at all.
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In the land of walking corpses, disgust for people rules.
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Dull meat clung to the screens of the boxes,
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Idiots don't grow by themselves, they need to be nurtured.
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The farther - the more hopeless, it's hotter here than in the underworld.
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You asked God to help again, it's a pity that he won't do it.
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Barren souls rotten alive all around
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But Leviathan drills wells further into them to the inside.
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Society ripped open the belly, offal out,
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And you keep drinking, don't get distracted, they need you booze.
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Fuck you, bitch, you don't live anyway.
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"Everything will be fine" - capital pi * dezh.
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Chorus:
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This is your last day, you are now only shadows,
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From now on, you are nowhere.
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Demons inside, you are to blame for everything yourself.
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A candle for the repose will no longer save you in the temple.
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This is your last day, you are now only shadows,
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From now on, you are nowhere.
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Demons inside, you are to blame for everything yourself.
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A candle for the repose will no longer save you in the temple.
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666 shades of black are fucking you.
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There are eyeballs everywhere in the snow,
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Not a second to think, you have become a target from a sniper,
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And the world will fiercely squeeze the neck like a loop around the larynx.
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To defeat friendly fire, the targets lie in piles.
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You risk falling asleep forever in the same hole if you blame them.
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The country is up to its elbows in blood and knee-deep in tears.
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And you yourself sympathize with your miserable hopes for a better life.
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A generation buried under a heap of fears
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All of you soon as gangrene here will be cut off the * uy.
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A pectoral cross does not make you a saint,
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And all that awaits at the top is a fall from a height.
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A bullet in the back of the head in these everyday life is the best anesthetic,
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But just like here, hardly anyone needs you in the next world.
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Fuck you, bitch, you don't live anyway.
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"Everything will be fine" - capital pi * dezh.
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Chorus:
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This is your last day, you are now only shadows,
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From now on, you are nowhere.
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Demons inside, you are to blame for everything yourself.
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A candle for the repose will no longer save you in the temple.
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This is your last day, you are now only shadows,
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From now on, you are nowhere.
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Demons inside, you are to blame for everything yourself.
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A candle for the repose will no longer save you in the temple. |