Текст песни MIDIBlack - Сюжеты прожитых дней

It is for everyone, not for a moment forget
Those who continue ebashit desperately beating their breasts
There is not found, a drop in the hearts of white light
My place is burned, leaving the shade of ash
Itog- wait one together, I do not to stare
But it is also rotting in the damp abyss
The world will crack, if the output is not found
If we all shut up, then to the core could reach
Firecrackers in the record, portals fire motif
Eyes cuts, and does not have the strength to escape
Leave me, leave these thoughts
I try to understand what is not clear in the life

Tired of running, tired of believing in the impossible
Tired to enter places in the stories of past days
Maybe there is a place and me
Maybe in yesterday, I left his cross

Tired of running, tired of believing in the impossible
Tired to enter places in the stories of past days
Maybe there is a place and me
Maybe in yesterday, I left his cross

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