Текст песни Next - Помни О Смерти

You were ideal, and became nominal
There were requests, questions remained
Looking at them, will not touch, told,
But you just asked for bread

Your girlfriend to be a model
But all her efforts ended in the panel,
Then heroin, thought to break out,
But in the face, deadly bed
Looking for me a pale face
Hearing sacrifice looking
Bony hand invitation writes

Someone will say in response
Isn't it gloomy?
After all, in the world many people
The life that has developed successfully
And there are no problems
And all the joy breathes,
But the bony hand
Death invitation writes