This UN|T is Dead - Side B

00:00 Ozoi The Maid x UN|T - s4 01:50 Ozoi The Maid x UN|T x Kichi - Disservice feat. Itai The Maid 04:57 UN|T - Близко вдалеке 07:24 Ozoi The Maid x UN|T - Descend pt.3 feat Itai The Maid, Eri при уч. Nemoyband english translation of russian parts: Living the whole life in the grip of fear, Moving along the tracks, In neat rows, in chains, Being stuffed into the meat grinder, Every day, on a clockface, smearing your youth on it, You give up your soul Securing yourself a feeder box You cannot live without pain Everything around is a threat to you The crunch of bones in stifling embraces Because you should've listen What do you care about my advice? How's your escape from the system? Was it crowned with victory? Your triumph is not mine(silent) forever Never doubt, keep faith unbroken, Never nitpick, words unspoken. Forward march, belief to cling to never ever, no returning Rather than to rot while fighting, Stay forever pure, inspiring Built a castle in the mind, to reappear before the eyes - You're not here now And the hours are like years But I'm still waiting for when I'll see you Making dreams Shine with watercolor, I'm overstretching again Blinding myself How to break the chains Of my fears and stand up To move forward Crossing boundaries How far away you are Even though you love me How much of myself do I need To get to you Please hold tighter to yourself My words. And let me understand That I alone Am to blame For wasting All my desires. Somewhere in the distance I can see us standing close alone. Forgive Me for not being able To give you this gift. - you are not here but I'll manage on my own hurts it me or the others either way it's my fault even if it only gets worse I'll keep my yearning to me This strength is incomparable to your free-spirited soul Step by step Only upwards That's where my path leads me I knew it, prayed for it, dreamed of it Since before the moment I was born My first breath, my first cry Nothing but humiliation There was nothing more for me Just a fall into sin I'm so tired, up the stairs The ringing of alcohol drops And a response is an empty whim of unnecessary pursuit I'm leaving everything, and the wind Carries away all doubts But this is not the end yet And i know how to prove it - There is no place in my sorrow For me and those who are equally close I am branded with foolish grief Suffocating from powerlessness In a pity for myself, I long ceased to see a choice I remain alienated In a dance above my grave in rejoicing and suffering I'm continuing to jump higher than my own hanging loop denying my defeat by not aknowledging I'm not accepting The inevitability of the limits They told you it was impossible I will die trying unfulfilled comedies the captivity of futile regrets from saints to a fall from grace hiding secrets in promises there's no help and no answer to all my hopes one again, musical chairs you and I are playing again And even if that's the case, I'll handle everything myself, and it will even be better, bigger, higher, further, cooler. you are no longer here and every day of mine is like a war in which I do not participate waiting for a miracle at last I understood it's better to blame myself I won't cry anymore from resentment, ever there's no place for me in this world anymore I gave it up myself how could I have been so naive thinking it would stay this way forever From being saint to fall from grace It will only get worse I feel sick looking at myself I am a betrayer of all the toys Having gathered gifts from fate I put my dreams aside again In the mirror - a dull face All the “what ifs” are drowning For all that I am loosing For all what I am wrong about For what all defeats are about - For the betrayal of the providence - Everything is just as it is My whole life is in the morning tears Having signed on my own impotance I pretend to go on living