Текст песни FarInHate - Моя Війна

Incurably ill
There is no cure for disease
There is pain, no feelings
Neither love nor malice

I'm shouting in the dark
She will cry for me
Where to go, where do I go?
Clown died, frozen scene

Here I stand in front of everyone
Arranged hands on the shoot
And then calm, or darkness
If not hell and no paradise ...

Shoot the bitch straight in the chest
And dry the veins to the bottom
Shoot, beat, cut people
This is a war, my war ...

Chorus
Incurable ill
Her doctor, amputate but soul
As long as the rest is not rotten
You must cut the gangrene

2. I did not find life in my life
Lead also does not give life
There is no difference "yes or no"
For the prize is the same - oblivion

Shoot the bitch straight in the chest
And dry the veins to the bottom
Shoot, beat, cut people
This is a war, my war ...