In the eyes of death
There is no difference between me and you
And though you feel hatred
Our mortality bounds us, bounds us
My days are fragile
I am at a loss
With the knowledge of our impending end
רוצים בלגן אכשיו
Impending end
Impending end
The weapons we bear are the symbols
Of our collective demise
Devised by our kindred
As an emphasis to our unknown doom
יש יאוש אי שם
