Текст песни MortemPaller - Наперекор судьбе

Contrary to fate

I stopped being afraid of myself here
(My (whispering)) tipping point
[Tired] count the killings on the fingers
(I (whisper)) I go against fate

I was sick of falling, crumbling plans
The face is all wounded yes!
Sheer flaw, emotions will sink
I'm a monster of truth (aaa)
Every day my counter goes beyond
They know my emphasis, because they suffer before death
(Po po Po) Change, have a lady and kids
Tired of looking into reflection and seeing death breathing in the back
Tired of praying, forgiving sins by setting candles in the dark
I will kill this essence in myself, going against fate