Текст песни My Final Love - Хозяева Империй

The owners of empires

This life is like on a volcano.
Undetermined creation
everyday
Crumbling walls of the universe.
Useless ideas
Profit Loss
For people
Revered masters of empires.

Wake up!
Wake up from the dream, my friend,
Touch someone's hot lips.
Feel the love of a fatal passion,
After all, what's around, the dead for us ...

Fool of consciousness
Millions for the title of
Units
In order to be complacent.
We imposed heroes
Birth hour, the hour of rest,
Schemes persons
Expresses lack of will.

Wake up!
Wake up from the dream, my friend,
Touch her hot lips.
You feel the passion alive ?!
And the fact that around the dead for us ...