Текст песни HeadSource - Убивая Мечты

Death breathes in the miserable life I cursed myself falling down
Instead of dreams on the sheets of my pain, of lives and hundreds of black blood
Always hope for tomorrow, time passes and a shadow falls
When writing his book, I kill millions of ideas
Lies in the eyes, I forgot about the reality of what happened to me - nothing left
In this disease there is no fault of mine, so I was born in your white light

Blood writing on yellow sheets, the head of the number of times my name

Fear, pain, death, Headsource

This line completes my world
I'm weak, I'm tired, finished ester
Steps heavy ledge and jump
I'm leaving here my prologue

But I write her killing dreams
And become part of a line I was not destined
I'm lonely