Black birds flying over head That's the mark I'll be dead When days of fall turn to grey People know only few to say To each other No thought about others
Faint hope survive These moment will be passed Dark moon will dive Daylight arise and will last
While so long As the time that need leaves Falling to the ground To hide in decay
It's so uneasy To keep head up And look at the moon Freezing rain from creeping clouds Night, so cold, wake up It's coming winter soon I feel end, I'll die with moonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.