Текст песни Prih Lop - hour of death

Your life has just begun
And you already do not value it
Your birth is stupid blunder

Live fast, die young, be heartless
There's lifestyle of a modern man
Yes, you are one of them

Your thirst for being someone
Different from other people
Only makes you dull

You look into the future,
Build plans right here and now
But death is coming near

Resign yourself to your fate
Just Take her gift,
Feel the deadly breath
Leave a doubts behind,
She knows you're not immortal
Now look into eternity
It's your hour of death

The Cradle of life
Gives chance for everyone

To taste this world
And sink into oblivion

But you don't want to use it now
You think that have enough time
...for what?

Are you successful and made yourself?
Please tell this bullshit to someone else.

Resign yourself to your fate
Just Take her gift,
Feel the deadly breath
Leave a doubts behind,
She knows you're not immortal
Now look into eternity
It's your hour of death

Scythe is waiting for fresh blood and young sophisticated souls

So many people want to keep,
Don't smolder in the fire, but only to burn.
Live in the present not to bend.
And no more pain to endure.

Scythe is waiting for flesh and blood

Resign yourself to your fate
Just Take her gift,
Feel the deadly breath
Leave a doubts behind,
She knows you're not immortal
Now look into eternity
It's your hour of death