It's all Armageddon
It's just a bad dream, a bad dream
With a temperature of 37, 37
24 by 7, 24 by 7
It's all Armageddon
It's just a bad dream, a bad dream
With a temperature of 37, 37
24 by 7, 24 by 7
And no matter how difficult it is for me, I bypass the feeling of anxiety
And even if I am caught by reprisal on the way, on the road
Everything is so complicated, everything is so complicated, leaves are falling, autumn
Everything is so complicated, everything is so complicated, birds are falling to the ground
They take off and just want to save themselves
Nobody knows, nobody knows that these birds are us
What can I do, because I'm just a little adult?
And the birds take off, leaving their homes, what is this, if not autumn?
It's all Armageddon
It's just a bad dream, a bad dream
With a temperature of 37, 37
24 by 7, 24 by 7
It's all Armageddon
It's just a bad dream, a bad dream
With a temperature of 37, 37
24 by 7, 24 by 7
The sky will burn and cover
With a big sheet of a thousand stars
And I will not meet you here anymore
But I will see you in thousands of other worlds
We are ordered to be submissive
There is a moment left before rebirth
The sinful world, self-immolating,
Will become ashes for the soil of great love
It's all Armageddon
It's just a bad dream, a bad dream
With a temperature of 37, 37
24 by 7, 24 by 7
It's all Armageddon
It's just a bad dream, a bad dream
With a temperature 37, 37
24 by 7, 24 by 7
