Текст песни Asamiri - Живая Игрушка.

And the blood runs cold in my veins
The soul will leave in two minutes,
A spoiled vessel with a scarlet stain on the chest
A vessel thirsting for happiness ahead.

But happiness is not destined to touch
Broken toys, let her wake up.
All life is a game, for all the laws of God,
The player sits at the foot of the mountains ...

And watches ...

Like a puppet out of the game
Desperately awaiting the time
When Death comes for her, salvation!
But the Player is still hungry for the spectacle of the continuation!

Therefore..

In a living toy, a light is still smoldering ...
A hungry crow perched on a tree stump
She is glad to be torn to pieces even now,
A body for which death is the worst reward!

In the forest, in the shade of the trees, they found
Body with eyes pecked out and hands on chest.
The victim suffered before leaving for the afterlife,
But where did the soul go, to hell or heaven?