The cold of death at every step Dark future for all the souls of existing, no mercy Mummified faces, lifeless eyes Swamps of hope guard infinite hate The ghost of freedom crossing In front of your eyes Sarcastic laughters Of our pathetic existence To eternal rest! Endless rows of troubled souls Sarcastic laughters of our pathetic existence Human fragility represented in death Infinite hells in each of our souls Feeding ourselves with doctrines of lies Intolerance, hatred, desire to kill the every day bread Just another in the final doomsdays While the ripper of dreams laughs from his throne And the parade of souls, doesn't end Cloned among them, infinitely mpain Intolerance, hatred, desire to kill the every day bread Just another in the final doomsdays