Текст песни Untold Grief - 05 - Усталость будней копится годами

Fatigue of everyday life accumulates for years
More and more new hidden places
Get to know the origins of lamentation
That echoes around
They feel the coolness of the walls with their foreheads
Butting telegraph poles
The banner is torn to pieces of spirit,
Fighting with a touch of thinness.
...
And if he was pardoned by luck,
Will come to the smoky tavern again
And he will sit at a free table with distribution
Who came with a firm purpose to lose
Lose one day and fall into the abyss
Where you will meet at least familiar faces ...
The sick stink of disease a mile away
And the weight of meaningless eye sockets
Begging for the toughest rules
To a full drum without one,
Who will set aside so carefully
Sitting half a meter from him
On a hard and creaky stool
That so many times has been knocked out from under my feet
Then, so that on the crossed out portrait
Someone was able to get a picture of themselves.
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