| The Fault To Exist |
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| Befooled by the stench of life |
| Hopes, memories, vanished cries |
| The fault to exist! |
| «Since the day you were vomited forth |
| From the gaping wound of a woman |
| You’re nothing!» |
| No hopes ahead, no dreams to feed |
| The chains of misery are forcing down your knees |
| Behold the screaming wounds of life |
| Youth, pain are the same face! |
| The fault to exist! |
