Silence begets enmity, accumulates malice and offence
Order painfully strikes the mind
It's easier to rule the zombie,
It's easy to become one
You will obey,

There's nothing you'll understand
Your mind is wrappedеd
In heavy haze

Then close your eyes and go for fighting,
Then close your eyes and struggle,

Don't hear all moans and prayers,
For there is an order, no one can erase.
Imbued with the gore, you carry out an order.
Perhaps one day you'll be given a tiny medal,
And they'll forget about all the things you've done.

The war will pass, you'll be forgotten
And forsaken in your weak world
But once in your dream you'll see those
Children crying for their father,

Closing their eyes with small arms
You'll see the image of the Death,
A faceless cadaver
Lying on the soil

There's a time for you to understand, though it's too late,
You're naught in this world, you live for nothing.
Exhausted and forgotten,
How should you bear
This pain devouring your heart.
Your weird is desolation and deceases,

The loss of friends, of health and prudence your hardest tortures.
For one time in your life you've murdered, but never you'll forget this.
Your way to turn to reality is Blocked.

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