Текст песни History Of Victory - Бездна

ABYSS

I know hate lives in every soul
But only a freak gives her access to fun.
The joy of violence is familiar to anyone
But it penetrates the souls of a few.
Crazy look, gloating laughter
Gives callous freedom to think that they are the best.
With animal malice looking at the whole world,
They reliably chained themselves.
Your pride will lead you to the abyss of grief
When you understand what the trouble is.

And the soul cannot be saved from ugliness,
From the bottomless pit there is no way.
Only inferiority creates anger -
You will never know what love is.