Текст песни Фобия - Могила

every year the day comes,
day in which to live is not laziness.
I will add another year
new troubles and evil works.
the graveyard darkness,
I revived my soul.
I'm in the dark detour
Our lurking evil.
very often not the soul,
be brave do not be silent,
tell me how things are,
Housing has been a long time.
Each cross is a sign to me,
Here's grave, there is my home.
in the dark, damp one,
I will stay forever.
birthday: & quot; holiday evil & quot;
birthday, died
My flesh and my days,
the days in which we are alone,
my feet on the ground,
at the hands of evil pieces.
not on my holiday colors.
not happy kind words.
very often not the soul,
be brave do not be silent,
tell me how things are,
Housing has been a long time.
Each cross is a sign to me,
Here's grave, there is my home.
in the dark, damp one,
I will stay forever.