Welcome to the age of young, where it is full of disease When we doubt about our way We'll better to move on or die, because sins have become king Welcome to the age of young, where it is full of pretend So many fake plastic hearts on action We'll better to move on or die, because sins have become king But no more reason to become more bad So shout in my ears which right and wrong And i'll play in my own Then choose the way, to dare, to start, fix my way Aaaa... Aaaaa... Aaa... Welcome to the age of young, where it is full of disease So many fake plastic hearts on action We'll better to move on or die, because sins have become king But no more reason to become more bad But no more reason to become more bad So shout in my ears which right and wrong And i'll play in my own Then choose the way, to dare, to start, fix my way End