| Song | Aftermath |
| Artist | Abstract Essence |
| Album | Aftermath |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| "Honest confession of nature whispered to our minds | |
| Silent shivers became a part of darkest of our winters | |
| Facing to aftermath" | |
| Images, fantasies, coming out of our mind | |
| Obsessions, confessions made us to cross line | |
| Hopes and desire, just to do something new | |
| Don´t ask who will be next, it will be you | |
| Wake up then to fall asleep each passing day | |
| It´s too easy stuff, it´s too simple way | |
| Over dead bodies, just to build some more wealth | |
| Bill has been signed, keep on lying yourself | |
| Remains of desulussions, crawling to my head | |
| What if it happened to me, what if I was dead? | |
| Damnation or salvation are now empty words | |
| Not for ordinary people, just chosen lords | |
| Wind blows, sky falls | |
| Doesn´t matter if you were guilty, it will take it all | |
| Desperation grows in memories | |
| Who messed it up, who screwed it up | |
| are safe to go on again this way. | |
| Cry of survivors fills up the air | |
| Saying : "It could be me, I could be there" | |
| Sadness and rage is taking the mace | |
| Instead of help they´ll spit on your face | |
| Jugded to hear screams jugded to hear cries | |
| Welcome to Kingdom of Eternal Lies | |
| Hopes and even our passion, buried in this land | |
| Tears of pain are fallen, calmly to the sand | |
| Unlucky next generation | |
| Confrontation of spoiled nation | |
| Thin, what has to be done | |
| Calculate, how many has to die | |
| Is this that world you´d live in? | |
| Is this the end way you wanted it? |
| " Honest confession of nature whispered to our minds | |
| Silent shivers became a part of darkest of our winters | |
| Facing to aftermath" | |
| Images, fantasies, coming out of our mind | |
| Obsessions, confessions made us to cross line | |
| Hopes and desire, just to do something new | |
| Don t ask who will be next, it will be you | |
| Wake up then to fall asleep each passing day | |
| It s too easy stuff, it s too simple way | |
| Over dead bodies, just to build some more wealth | |
| Bill has been signed, keep on lying yourself | |
| Remains of desulussions, crawling to my head | |
| What if it happened to me, what if I was dead? | |
| Damnation or salvation are now empty words | |
| Not for ordinary people, just chosen lords | |
| Wind blows, sky falls | |
| Doesn t matter if you were guilty, it will take it all | |
| Desperation grows in memories | |
| Who messed it up, who screwed it up | |
| are safe to go on again this way. | |
| Cry of survivors fills up the air | |
| Saying nbsp: " It could be me, I could be there" | |
| Sadness and rage is taking the mace | |
| Instead of help they ll spit on your face | |
| Jugded to hear screams jugded to hear cries | |
| Welcome to Kingdom of Eternal Lies | |
| Hopes and even our passion, buried in this land | |
| Tears of pain are fallen, calmly to the sand | |
| Unlucky next generation | |
| Confrontation of spoiled nation | |
| Thin, what has to be done | |
| Calculate, how many has to die | |
| Is this that world you d live in? | |
| Is this the end way you wanted it? |
| " Honest confession of nature whispered to our minds | |
| Silent shivers became a part of darkest of our winters | |
| Facing to aftermath" | |
| Images, fantasies, coming out of our mind | |
| Obsessions, confessions made us to cross line | |
| Hopes and desire, just to do something new | |
| Don t ask who will be next, it will be you | |
| Wake up then to fall asleep each passing day | |
| It s too easy stuff, it s too simple way | |
| Over dead bodies, just to build some more wealth | |
| Bill has been signed, keep on lying yourself | |
| Remains of desulussions, crawling to my head | |
| What if it happened to me, what if I was dead? | |
| Damnation or salvation are now empty words | |
| Not for ordinary people, just chosen lords | |
| Wind blows, sky falls | |
| Doesn t matter if you were guilty, it will take it all | |
| Desperation grows in memories | |
| Who messed it up, who screwed it up | |
| are safe to go on again this way. | |
| Cry of survivors fills up the air | |
| Saying nbsp: " It could be me, I could be there" | |
| Sadness and rage is taking the mace | |
| Instead of help they ll spit on your face | |
| Jugded to hear screams jugded to hear cries | |
| Welcome to Kingdom of Eternal Lies | |
| Hopes and even our passion, buried in this land | |
| Tears of pain are fallen, calmly to the sand | |
| Unlucky next generation | |
| Confrontation of spoiled nation | |
| Thin, what has to be done | |
| Calculate, how many has to die | |
| Is this that world you d live in? | |
| Is this the end way you wanted it? |