Strange case, perhaps from the age of nonsense. Empty grave with a mirror with sign The Future. Why is he overgrown now? Why everyone bends? Is it some secret? Where is the end? Delusive legend affect each of you When ego stops being curious. Of course, that everyone, no one is spared We sing the curses, from blood we´re created. No one will ever stop it, black wagon pulled by six horses Despite being cowards we worship adrenalin. Worship doom for bitch called Future With pleasure we fornicate at the future ruins. Delusive legend affect each of you Of course, that everyone, no one is spared We sing the curses, from blood we´re created. We suck the alcohol drops from the crutch Just to meet the demons in time Strange case, perhaps from the age of nonsense Empty grave with a mirror mustn´t scare you any more. Must never ever scare you any more!!!