...from Pieces of Frosted Glass (2015)

No Future

Things are getting out of my
Control with every day
Wild world is on the streets
Our fate is burnt in flames
Poisoned winds blow everywhere
The acid falls like rain
We ride the apocalypse and
We are the ones to blame

Feels like the end
Of у good old world
Nothing remains
At hold

Like the snake who bites its tail
We drain the life of ours
Sucking blood of our own world
And looking for the stars
We're the plague and who's the cure
The gods are not for us
The only way for future is
That we'll no longer last

We eat our body
And drink our blood
Self-saved messiahs
For what?

There is no future for you and for me
These  barren plains we deserve what we see
People will tell you they found the way
Sweet lies for fools 'cos we know
Noone will be saved

I
wanna say I'm
gonna stay Wild
never again
be a slave

Time's [bad word] out
Now
Crying out
Loud
Roundabout
Lose that game

No more allowed
Never gonna tell
Give up this route
Personal [bad word] 

Wait for your personal [bad word] 
Burn in yer personal [bad word] 
Things you have never known well
You Never can tell

When we're finished when we've done
We know what we shall see
Dust and ashes everywhere
No place for you and me
Rotten pieces of what once
Was bright and lovely place
And inevitable death
Looking in our face

Then we'll see
That it's too late
We're the smiths
Of our black fate

One must know
We shouldn't last
So get this  world rid
Of us

There's no future for us and for them
Building our heaven we reach for our [bad word] 
Nothing remains as we're reaching the end
The last thing we'll find will reveal
That noone was saved

21.08.05 / 2012