[Music by A. Afonchenko & A. Tselobenok, Lyrics by A. Afonchenko]


Doors for you were closed.

The darkness

Has shrouded consciousness.

There is no sense in the real world

All has died around

Already for a long time

That no sense in those dreams.


But how many time you were

At the purpose and each time was

Time was broken downwards.

Time was broken downwards.


My hate and sorrow

Today and tomorrow

Will grow every day

All is stronger and stronger

Fury will become blind,

And with blood

Will fill my eyes

There, where there is a hatred

- there there is no

Place for mind


Who thought about spiritual much,

Eventually was mad.

Sing to me about hot breath

Of death of the forgotten tombs.


My hate and sorrow

Today and tomorrow

Will grow every day

All is stronger and stronger

Fury will become blind,

And with blood

Will fill my eyes

There, where there is a hatred

- there there is no

Place for mind


Ideas drill from within.

Him to not

Find my name in a succession

Of necrologies.


Time is pulled together

In a spiral of my dreams.

All this truly was.

All this will be again.


My sight - my message of hatred

My life - my immortality


My truth - my temple of freedom

My death - a seal of my dreams


Fury, anger, ruthlessness - my rescue

Belief in rescue and the truth - my death


The closed doors - a way to reflection

Clearness of mind will replace dreams.


Blood, the flesh, the dismembered bodies

To not throw out realities from dreams


Who saw

Who saw though time,


Will remember

Remember always


Who already

Already died

- will not

Die never


Who was

Not born yet

Will be

Dead always


You will not recollect death, not life, it is not angry

Dream replaces a reality, but only the death will replace dream.


My hate and sorrow

Today and tomorrow

Will grow every day

All is stronger and stronger

Fury will become blind,

And with blood

Will fill my eyes

There, where there is a hatred

- there there is no

Place for mind.