Текст песни Наша Последняя Осень - В Этом Аду

I cant
See more of this world
Stuffed
Anger and suffering
You shared everything
On areas of interest
Chained
In the shackles of slavery of the weak
Trampled
Hope and love
Which
Father gave us
This world
Like a slaughterhouse
Not sparing
Nothing alive

good and evil
Constantly wage their battle
Leaving untold mountains
Broken Fates
In a sea of ​​blood
I do not want
To be a part
Of this world
I just wanna fly away
To the distant stars
Where no
This hell
Where the soul will be free

My
Where the soul will be free
My
Where the soul will be free
My
Where the soul will be free
My
Where the soul will be free
The end is near
This world
Digging his own grave
Lord
But not all the same here
Rotten
In this quagmire
All good
Goes to the bottom
I pray
For each
Who could resist
In this hell
Giving yourself
For the benefit of
Other
Forcing
To beat
Hearts