Текст песни Nafantemar - 12. Despair

I close my eyes for a moment
And I am thinking about what has been achieved
Bloody footprint on my hands
Hope for the victims to survive turned into ashes

Deaths destinies rotten finals
The artist died in agony of pain
Grave patients ash paintings
Depicting our world as serpentine

Chorus:
Cool sword tearing flesh
Thirst to kill more not fight
Trainer again show me the way
Welcome inside will not return

Crazy dance anxious days
We will continue to show a harder
Smiles erased with hungry people
In their veins again enters the syringe

The desire to remove these shackles
To know the universe and the mysteries of the worlds
We are like worthless slaves
We live a meaningless order to go to the coffins