The Epoch Of Decay

Our best time is passed

Exasperation, betrayal, disastrous disorders will follow us till the grave

It’s hard to stay on the goodside

When looking at the mirror you realized

That you’re as crap as they are

Defending jerks – we’re butchering anothers

We’re butchering another fucking jerks

There are no murderers and victims in this war

Each of us is here. Each of us has built up this nigtmare

We’re all will be sorry, for not listening to the words of those

Who knows ever god damn thing

Those, who is everything

Everyone knows what will be the fuckin finish like

If not, they must have guess