Текст песни Холод - Т.П.Н.З.Ч.Л.Т.

Who turns out that more
That is recognized by its position
Dominated by love or hate ?
And will close or continue to move this game

All that will have much of the past
Check with them in a book for revenge
But pretending not to go through the wall of lies
One way - it is the door of forgiveness

Raised struggled up the stairs
From the starting point up
Or simply left in place
Trample underfoot all

keeping the crystal
For its part,
You will pass without hitting
Black blade of darkness