Текст песни Пока Все Змеи Спят - Эпоха Lost

AGE OF LOST

LOST Epoch , all strictly controlled ,
Everything is starting to increasingly
To feel like an outcast , I ,
Circular spirals ,
The effect of compression .

So our generation dies ,
Talented , free
I do not see the field of view .
Saving with the memory of victories fathers and grandfathers ,
Finding issues
And not looking for answers.

Kill me,
Leave alone my soul ,
Leave alone my soul ,
My soul to me.
Leave me to my soul .
TO ME!

No conscience, no pity ,
No conscience, no pity -
At me to you !