Текст песни Monastery Dead - Expectation Of Death

In shame, suffering, hatred and dirt
The world has plunged as into abyss
And those, who found themselves in it
They can not find an answer or a reason

And not the love here rules the world
just sin and rage rule the feast
Blood flows like water from the crane
The life has turned to expectation.

When knife will be stuck into a body,
And the spirit will leave forever away.
Let people pray to their gods
The mythical symbol will not help you.

In fact the greatest sin is
The moment you’ve been born in this world