Samozvantsy from Syndrome by Radiomaniac

(English Translation)

Impostors

The rain outside the window keeps pouring
And your seizure is more colorful than yesterday
And you keep screaming:
I hate you! I hate you!
And I, and I
I just throw up my hands, i am silent, I'm tired
My melancholy days
I spent laughing at what I've become

Once...

Once...

Impostors will come under my name,
The scribes and Pharisees
False prophets will seduce and will deceive many
This day is near, the hour is nigh

The rain outside the window keeps pouring
And you look at the sky barely breathing
And you keep telling:
I hate you, I hate you
What have I forgotten? What I did not do well?
What i've failed to hide? What did i miss? And what are we arguing about?
We will die, we will die
And whole this conversation will be meaningless

Once...

Once...

Impostors will come under my name,
The scribes and Pharisees
False prophets will seduce and will deceive many
This day is near, the hour is nigh

The whole world will sink
Our trace will stay in eternity
My advice is to run
You can make it, You can make it
The whole world will sink
Our trace will stay in eternity
My advice is to run
You can make it, You can make it

(The rain outside the window keeps pouring)
But you can make it, You can make it
(The rain outside the window keeps pouring)
You can make it, You can make it

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