Текст песни Свобода воли - 07 - Эхо войны

ECHO OF WAR
(Music - Yuri Kondrashov, words - Artem Sindeev)

The trail leads from the house,
In the eyes of the fatigue and the abyss.
In the area of ​​the column it is.
Replay something here useless.
Fire! In hell not collapse.
Scratching on the road iron.
In the dust of death is spreading the way,
But the gist of it is only known to us.

Blood devil hidden in the thick of the eye.
Do not know who dug up the ax.
Secretly driven each of us -
Down comes the order only.

Echoes of War - still hot from previous face of pain.
Groans hear fate in the arms of sorrow
With that in mind ...

Agreed as fire and ice,
Heart torn into the gravel.
Living like the dead, lucky -
Inside the soul from suffering heavy.

This body is not the space too.
A grave sin or duty - the eternal debate.
Scar woes forever till the end
Echo stared harder lead.

Before you fly to space,
Where it does not matter who dug up the ax,
Wander among the mountains and lakes,
Cross squeeze in a handful of earth.

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Remember. Each road is the path. Each path has a purpose. Every goal can be achieved, even if at an impasse. What is not a reason to start over?
 Remember. To achieve the goal of using funds. Means - this is unnecessary things after their application. They are not remembered. Watch your back! excellent means can we obtain from you.
 You know. In war, all means are good. But the choice is limited: a grave sin or duty. You - a means to achieve someone else's goals. Be ready for selection.
 Remember. You do not always someone else's vehicle. You see where you're going. Whether it means to his goal.

 

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