It's my 30-th December if I still can remember, If I am alive in this winter night. I have nothing to say. I have no one to blame. Only me-ee Without reason to stay. With no hope, with no flame yeah-i-yey I don't know how to die. There is no answer why? Why? Why? And I feel emptiness of my birth and my breath. Oh-ooh.
Rage is out and gone. And now there is only pain. Time to meet my fall with my bleeding soul in vein. Striking hard awareness of this meaningless of fight. How ridiculous is this world. How ridiculous we are.
Is there anything else?! Anything but rage and tears? Bustle of this flight of the dim and cold stars. It's so sad, that's gone forever smile and laugh of childhood. There is no hope for the luck, only the darkest mood. There's only my remembrance. Only grey-haired emptiness. And my half-dead consciousness keep on trying to fight for breath.
Blind as my eternal madness eyes That are caught by the darkest night. I will bury all my thoughts in the autumn leaves flight...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
