- Жанр
- Трэш-метал
- Лицензия
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- Автор музыки
- Konstantin Khizhko, Steshin Sergey
- Автор текста
- Konstantin Khizhko
- Исполнитель
- VOID
- Альбом
- V.O.I.D.
- Текст
- Perhaps you have grown to the age
When there is no reason to be offended by the truth
It's time for you to understand that you'll be shorter
Worse read, understand less, ask more
Confused thoughts, fiction and reality
You will stumble and fall
And there is nothing sad that you will ever be disappointed in this life
Victim of immune death
This one who thinks he is a big man
But each person is a bug,
We all leave and nothing is left
We are supposed not to know who we are
What are we doing here and where are we going
What is behind all this and what will happen after
Like a little kid in the sandbox
Our journey is too long
We have time to get tired and to get enough
Our path is too short
We don’t have time to study all the sciences and become big people
Are we here then just to continue our worthless race?
Or do we still need to equip the world, but not to multiply?
You can’t put questions in this life
Either one or the other is not true
Life is inert, so you have to get older
However, there is one thing
When you completely despair
And there will be no sense even in your own shadow
Do anything, your input will be invaluable
That's what your fucking life builds on