1. TO MY GOD

My dear God,
I prayed to you.
My dear God,
I believed your words.

My dear God,
I trusted you myself.
My dear God,
You deceived me all life.

My dear God,
Your lie became a damnation,
My dear God,
Now I hate you.


2. NO FATE

I wait for my death...
I am hidden from myself...
So coldly to live in emptiness...
Death already close to me...
... So it is close to me...
I do not have present
I do not have future
There is only a past
Which has died
I am lost in this life
I live in sorrow
Only one way is open
It's my suicide
I do not have present
I do not have future
There is only a past
Which has died
So it is much lost
In my senseless life
There is only


3. YA UMIRAYU

Ya umirayu, kogda vse nachinayut zhitʹ
Lyubvi ya ne znayu, kogda Vse znayut, kak lyubitʹ.
I ya ne vzletayu, kogda vse paryat pod nebom,
Ya sveta ne znayu, i nikogda tam ne byl.
Kogda vse stoyat pod solntsem, ya stoyu v teni.
Kogda vse schitayut sekundy, ya schitayu dni.
Kogda vse smyeyut·sya, ya gorʹko plachu.
Kogda vse beregut, ya vse tolʹko trachu.
Vy ne vidite moi glaza, oni prikryty tenʹyu.
Vy schitaete eto tvoreniem, a ya schitayu prosto lenʹyu.
Vy zhdete moyeĭ ulybki, a poluchaete oskal.
Vy zhdete ot menya chuda, a ya prosto ustal.
Vy vidite moyu radostʹ, no znaĭte, eto grustʹ.
Vy zhdete ot menya smelosti, no dumaĭte, ya trus.
Vy zhzhete svoyu zhiznʹ na solntse, brosaetesʹ v dni.
Ya budu zhitʹ odin, ya prozhgu vse tak zhe, no v teni.


4. ...FROM MY DIED HEART...

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5. LAST SHOUT OF A DYING SWAN

Soaring in heavens, dark as night...
Flying in dreams, as if an angel...
Raped by own life,
Falling in a chasm of hopes.
... Last shout of a dying swan...
Crying in emptiness and despair...
Spilling dark tears of the wounded soul...
Betraid by own life
Falling in a chasm of hopes.
... Last shout of a dying swan...
Disappointed in this life..
Dreaming to find rest...
With a cold sight and dead heart..
Looking own death...
Not knowing rest
Not felt caress,
Sleepless nights looking the death..
With a cold sight
Dreaming to find rest...
Looking own death...
Soaring in heavens, dark as night...
Flying in dreams, as if an angel...
Raped by own life,
Falling in a chasm of hopes.
... Last shout of a dying swan...
Crying in emptiness and despair...
Spilling dark tears of the wounded soul...
Betraid by own life
Falling in a chasm of hopes.
... Last shout of a dying swan...
Died in loneliness
Not knowing rest
Not felt caress, in an empty life.
Flied in dreams
Fallen in a chasm of hopes.
... Last shout of a dying swan...


6. ...END OF EVERYTHING...

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