| Song | Three Hours |
| Artist | Minsk |
| Album | Out Of A Center Which Is Neither Dead Nor Alive |
| Three hours. | |
| Time devours life’s foundation. | |
| Familiarity | |
| He has known this fate before. | |
| Doomed to repeats the denial of this historical lust of disaster. | |
| A theoretical dream. | |
| It all returns to stab and pierce again. |
| Three hours. | |
| Time devours life' s foundation. | |
| Familiarity | |
| He has known this fate before. | |
| Doomed to repeats the denial of this historical lust of disaster. | |
| A theoretical dream. | |
| It all returns to stab and pierce again. |