70 Years

70 years from now to the end
No one believes and even knows
Look at the thing that is in your hand
It will be like scissors for world rose

Someone prefers to lie, other prefers to die
Someone can be so strong, other is not for long

Orthodoxy knows but keeps the silence
Cause after that everybody'll be its slave
World downfall, horror and violence
Fear and people in the grave

Eternity...
Blind eyes are to see, death is for free
Insanity...
Nothing for me, no future to be

Children's memories, when happy and sad
All is written across, all is becoming mad

Bored faces crashed with reality
Ash of bones on the sand
Last screams from the morality
It's the end of the end

Almost all returns, even in the sky
All this gods on thrones maybe soon will die

Alive



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Kretz
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