Faded book of photographs.
Eyes of people I loved so much.
Soul that shone in those living eyes.
They were funny and happy guys.
All have its end, what do you say?
Wind of time will blow it away.
Where is a meaning? I don’t see you stay.
Every time we are choosing wrong way.
Only memory takes it all.
Deaf so as not to hear death’s call.
Life’s grinders twist and roll
Our meat… Meat is like a doll.
It’s not joke.
It’s not story.
The ugly truth of life.
The law of the universe.
Collapsing life.
Eternal strife.
But there are living people, seemingly alive.
And they sold the truth. And they drowned in lies.
They try on fake smiles. It’s everyday work.
Poser life. Poser feats. In fact, it's just pork.
All have its end, what do you say?
Wind of time will blow it away.
Where is a meaning? I don’t see you stay.
Every time we are choosing wrong way.
It’s a pity I can’t see them in the fire.
Greed, rudeness is your desire.
Sometimes I feel like blowing the horn:
Darkness, reborn!
All have its end, what do you say?
Wind of time will blow it away.
It’s not joke.
It’s not story.
The ugly truth of life.
The law of the universe.
Collapsing life.
Eternal strife.
It’s a pity I can’t see them in the fire.
Greed, rudeness is your desire.
Sometimes I feel like blowing the horn:
Darkness, reborn!
All have its end, what do you say?
Wind of time will blow it away.
Where is a meaning? I don’t see you stay.
From yourself you can’t run away.