Текст песни SCHKAF - станешь сугробом грязных снегов.

You're almost dead,
Do not try to find the answer.
There will be pain,
There will be victories.

It was right
You have to create the destiny:
Give someone's life,
Dry up in a coffin.
But that's no excuse!
Funneling the remnants of consciousness.

Heart insensitive,
Persons burned,
Teeth are erased.
You were not to cherish those who were close to you.

It is time to think and not to breathe,
I would leave.
On paper, sign and seal.

Bones break.
Ash plays the air.
Minutes melt.
Why were you created? What did you leave behind?

It is time to think and not to breathe,
I would leave.
On paper, sign and seal.

And become a dirty snowbank snow,
At the end of the path in the end.