Desolate, I just watch the trail in which I walked to get here...
...all in vain, no reward to make me lift up my head.
Bitter was my defeat, I see the sky covered with the grey smoke that my eyes were never able to stand.
...in the decaying reality... I am just a crawling worm in a world of lies.
Оставленный всеми, я смотрю на тропинку по которой добрался сюда...
...всё напрасно, бессмысленно заставлять меня поднять свою голову вверх.
Горечь была моей победой, я вижу небо покрытое серым дымом, который никогда не могли выносить мои глаза.
...в болезненной реальности... я просто ползущий червь в мире лжи.
Deslate, I Just Watch The Trail in Which I Walked to Get Here ...
... all in vain, no reward to make me like up my head.
Bitter Was My Defeat, I See the Sky Covered with the Grey Smoke that Eyes Were Never Able to Stand.
... in the Decaying Reality ... I am just a CRAWLING WORM in A World of Lies.
Left by all, I look at the path on which I got here ...
... Everything is in vain, it makes no sense to make me raise my head up.
The bitterness was my victory, I see the sky covered with gray smoke that my eyes could never take out.
... in painful reality ... I am just crawling in the world of lies.
