It’s death damp and no way to lie This is your fear, which you can’t hid The fear of remaining unusable one I saw for sure how you could fight How you could shout Your weaknesses and pride and endless courage Why do you want to align yourself with somebody else? Why aren’t you tired to play again somebody else? This is a huge temptation to fool the Sweet Lord, I guess It will be hurt Don’t you know about it, man? There’re a lot of colorful dreams here But I have only disturbing ones As if somebody craves my tears, yeah СOrrupted and shriveled Hungry rooms, maybe You fall asleep to find useful signs at the crossroads And no longer believe in a guiding star's routes And hopefully, you’re not tired of this lonely journey And hopefully, you don’t know the bitter truth There is no way, there are no heroes Your dream and you are alone here That’s your Year Zero Just save her from turmoil, arguments, and scandals Save her from your laziness, discussions, and advice Save her from this fucking war Save her, as she’s your beloved one 'Cause you’re not alone here There’re a lot of colorful dreams here But I have only disturbing ones As if somebody craves my tears, yeah I don’t wanna believe that I’ll wake up again, here, in a corrupted shriveled apt I’ll wake up again, here, like it’s someone’s revenge But all markers are stubbornly okay I’ll continue this roleplay Enjoying ignorance and staying kind Like a sideline rotting in the lore Which I created for a better life Isn't it a hero prototype? I’m enjoying ignorance and staying kind Like a sideline rotting in the lore Which I created for a better life Isn't it a hero prototype? Why are you actually Still looking for a reason to hear That you’re good for nothing? Maybe that is not Your final build yet? Why are you actually Still looking for a reason to hear That you’re good for nothing? Why are you actually Still looking for a reason to hear That you’re good for nothing?