Текст песни Forfeit for Madness - Ярости крик

When I'll die, it will be easier
Anyone who has seen and who knew
As Mr. trying to climb into my soul.
Everyone who climb, always vomit

There are no forces to solve the problem,
And you there, all to me.
I have a dilemma,
"When and where to burn in the fire!"

I hate the universe,
I hate your whole world,
Spit on the foolish desires
Breaking himself to save others.

I do not care about these nerves,
With a howl of pain and anguish.
Let him, then I'll be the first
Who will break the cry of rage.

Yes, I am not giving you an explanation,
I do not want to waste words ...
Vpustuyuyu beat in the barrage,
Pounding in the callous heart.

I can not tolerate the shackles -
I shakes my soul is the essence.
And you only pour oil ready
Kindle Fire still slightly.

But I am pleased to be themselves,
Pytatsya something to help,
But I'm just the son of Pandora,
And it is impossible to predict.

Maybe someone knows
But all have been a foregone conclusion.
Let the soul is corruptible stinks:
"Dead to smell the way it should!"