Обречен (Doomed)

Thoughts of good
I'll show you, present everything I can

And then, alright, I'll loudly close the door
I'm tired of love and sacrificing myself
Forever doomed to heal the wounded wounds
Eternal sleep ahead, in a place where we weren't expected

Thirst to be in arms
Intoxicated by gentle touch
You know, I'll fight
Sieges and payments won't break me

And then, alright, I'll loudly close the door
I'm tired of love and sacrificing myself
Forever doomed to heal the wounded wounds
Eternal sleep ahead, in a place where we weren't expected

I'm doomed
I'm doomed
I'm doomed
I'm doomed
I'm doomed
I'm doomed