Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel

Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel

Я раб, приносящий дух времени и не знающий что он несет в своей руке
Преобладающий в каждом индивидууме, смерть или счастье, милостивый
Или карающий, дух сгорающий во мне

Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!
Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you fucking burn!

Рабские импульсы захватывают инициативу внутри нас потому что
У человека нет сильной центарльной цели и
Сильного единого соответствуюещго стремления

Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!
Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!

Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel...
... Will be dispel!

[English translation:]

Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel

Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel

I am a slave who brings the spirit of the time and does not know what it carries in his hand
Predominant in every individual, the death or happiness, the most merciful
Or the punishing, burning spirit in me

Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!
Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you fucking burn!

Slave impulses seize the initiative within us because
The person does not have a strong central goal and
A strong unified corresponding aspiration

Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!
Oh Father, there is no way to turn!
Fear stricken, I will watch you burn!

Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
Feel the fear of looking at him
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel
You were born and the flames that screams
Destroy the fear of destroy in itself
You will die; your ashes will be dispel...
... Will be dispel!