Wasting Days

Tonight the sky isn't just dark Theblackforces me toacceptthe fact That even if I have theBiblein my hand The fate doesn't care and the life is a trap Thedestinyall the time is half asleep Themeaningofeverythingisstilltoo deep IthinkI canexplainthroughshortvisions The end of thisworldis dued to end of the traditions End of the love end of the honesty End of thefreedomandadoringthe brutality Themiserablenumbers of the bank accounts All of us willpaybackindifferentamounts All of us willpaybackindifferentways All of us arefacingthejudgementdays As I look back I've realized None of us ever compromised Nobody evertrulyforgave We have lost long ago thedesireto save Also thedesireto behave As it'smeantto be pure and brave But themediocrityshaked its hand Inordertoachieveand get Another part of thepeoplegathered Always fromtheirlips thewordswere slavered Thinking that they are the light And fortheirideology it'sworthto fight! I've beencalledterrorist Bythosewho wear the tie I've beencalledfascist Bythosewhoalwayslied Enough time for the evil to prepare Tolaunchdiseases in the air Withtheirpuppets everywhere Started to lie and toregulatesevere Againprotectionagainst our freedom Securing theEarthfortheirgames and reason Horrible idea thattheirblood runs blue Extinction of the race iscomingthrough Unfortunately for them they were not gods And intheirnames will be no odes Themiserablenumbers of the bank accounts All of us willpaybackindifferentamounts All of us willpaybackindifferentways All of us arefacingthejudgementdays As I look back I've realized None of us ever compromised Nobody evertrulyforgave We have lost long ago thedesireto save