Текст песни My Final Love - Хозяева Империй

empires Hosts

This life is like on a volcano.
Undetermined creation
everyday
Crumbling walls of the universe.
Useless ideas
Profit loss
For people
Revered masters of empires.

Wake up!
Wake up from sleep, my friend,
Touch someone's hot lips.
Feel the love of a fatal passion,
After that round, is dead for us ...

fool of consciousness
Millions for Rank
units
In order to be complacent.
We imposed heroes
Birth hour, the hour of rest,
persons Scheme
Expresses lack of will.

Wake up!
Wake up from sleep, my friend,
Touch her hot lips.
You feel the passion alive ?!
And the fact that around the dead for us ...