@Junkmail - This will come to end 

Morning: I look at my room's door, clock is already seven, I don't want to go to school,
dad shouts, he forces me up to the table, again I don't want to eat anything,
I drag myself to dad's company car, he throws me nowadays every day to the school,
I hate it, that gang could go to ****, when compares bruises to information learned.

This will come to end, you will see,
this will come to end, you better understand,
this will come to end, this will come to end,
this will come to end, you collect your stuff.

Day: I try to stay hidden, I have to spend recess in the library again,
someone probably thinks what am I scared of, but come yourself to always take beating from the same gang,
they don't know who I am, they don't care about that, quiet one is easy to beat up,
**** nice to study math, while recesses destroys my physique.

In a way or another I will get out of this, situation insuperable,
I have **** of a lot of hate, in storage, feels like pressure grows in the back of the skull,
who takes responsibility if my head breaks, my dad doesn't care, there is no mom,
everything is ending, I can't handle this anymore, this will come to end, I can't back up.

This will come to end, you will see,
this will come to end, you better understand,
this will come to end, this will come to end,
this will come to end, you collect your stuff.

Again the same thing, from there that group comes again, this is torment, I know what they want,
enough!, this will end to this, they are coming closer, come little bit more,
I choose one of them, punched without thinking, beat his face, without caring,
two of his friends runs away, somebody shouts next to us "hey **** he will die".

I don't stop, I don't forgive him, should little bit think who you bully,
they tear me away and scream at my face "What are you doing, what is wrong with you",
I don't hear them, everything is now closing to the end, now that guy lays in pool of blood,
it was too much, it continued too long, now for this life nothing helps.

This will come to end, you will see,
this will come to end, you better understand,
this will come to end, this will come to end,
this will come to end, you collect your stuff. 

This will come to end, you will see,
this will come to end, you better understand,
this will come to end, this will come to end,
this will come to end, you collect your stuff.

This will come to end, you will see,
this will come to end, you better understand,
this will come to end, this will come to end,
this will come to end, you collect your stuff.

This will come to end, (This will come to end)
this will come to end, (This will come to end)
this will come to end, (This will come to end)
this will come to end, you collect your stuff.

Apulanta - Worse than the other

Neither of us is, nor was gold
Even though we did let so to be assumed
Didn't notice at all
That how we are in debt
Until now that nose
is pressed against it

Both better than the other
Knew every phase
We bowed the picture in the mirror

Worse than the other both are
And how now they kill each other
Blindly repeating the same sentence
How they are right on this one

Uglier than the other, is both of the actions
And they can't be undone
And they don't notice that both are
Just worse than the other

Confident about the power, and so **** proud
expressions on our faces, we fell

We are born again
Only in songs
When for everyone is left
Bills from their fun

King without scepter, like is Queen too
Still bow to their mirrors

Worse than the other both are
And how now they kill each other
Blindly repeating the same sentence
How they are right on this one

Uglier than the other, is both of the actions
And they can't be undone
And they don't notice that both are
Just worse than the other

There is no way to cut it
There is nothing more pointless in existence
Only notices when somebody says something
That is wanted to be heard
Doesn't matter is it even true
Justifies wasting one's treasure

Worse than the other both are
And how now they kill each other
Blindly repeating the same sentence
How they are right on this one

Uglier than the other, is both of the actions
And they can't be undone
And they don't notice that both are
Just worse than the other

Apulanta - Sand

Hard to find when isn't known what is searching for
Hard to navigate when doesn't see anything at all
What do you want, you could tell
It's easier when one admits if one wants
What do you need to really hide?
Is it gold when it shines like that?
As smoke going up to air, can't be stopped
As blood going down to sand, can't be endured
From pain to pleasure is distance
Frighteningly little - if even that

From your eyes can be seen, when you have hard time to fade
The piece in your throat you don't want to show
Piece of lead from heart
Will spread if you don't prevent it
Is million ways to stop the pain
Is million wronger answers

As smoke going up to air, can't be stopped
As blood going down to sand, can't be endured
From pain to pleasure is distance
Frighteningly little

No matter what those morons like
Why do you care at all
You do like you have to do
And destroy everything on the way of victory

What do you want, you could tell
It's easier when one admits if one wants
What do you need to really hide?
Who is ruling you?

As smoke going up to air, can't be stopped
As blood going down to sand, can't be endured
From pain to pleasure is distance
Frighteningly little - if even that