Текст песни Scartown - Крик Мёртвой Свободы

Here, the light, the darkness will never

It passes through you

Arrows freeze

On the added hour

Hands lifted up to the sky

In search of freedom ...

You are not alone!

You're one of us,

With cold eyes shine ...

In step fall from heaven,

Smothered in dust,

But the sky dream

Hands in the blood is torn,

Climbing, running

In search of freedom ...

Here's your palate, here are your wings

It should be done only step

Dead freedom deep breaths

Wings lay down behind

Far tear off a flight in the middle of your cry!

It is impossible to dream for others!

If you want to fall and break, close your eyes!

When freedom-shard dead silence

Do not wait for the outcome, before his death all are equal ...