Out of Time - Crucify Me Gently, Max Kovalenko

Time, the most valuable resource

That is wasted for nothing without remorse

Time is life, Time is death

The enemy we fight till (our) the last breath

The biggest misconception

That we think that there is plenty ahead

We are out of time

And you will realize this just before you are dead

Created for the highest purpose

We spend our lives in misery

Were we given our lifetime to waste it for nothing, for nothing?

Frustrated, guided by the inner animal instincts

Blindly wandering into nowhere through the lurid horizon

This crimson rain shall wash us all away

Doomed and sentenced we observe our lives pouring through our fractured hands

Sticky clods are rolling down across the curve of my own life

While turning into a decayed soil

This blackness reflects the essence of human existence

Innocent blood had been spilling for thousands of years, and now it is on our

own murderous hands

A stepping stone of man’s absurd existence

We are out of time

There was nothing before, there will be nothing after

There is no today, there is a dreadful disaster

Born to die, but doomed to live

This universe has no time for us to give