Текст песни Crave The Fame - Жертва

He became a victim of his dreams, in a broken looking glass,
You do not need extra words, I do not despair, help.
I burned myself to the ground and cut his hands,
I put myself in the infernal pit ... .muki

I ... .razbil dreams ...
I .... Kill yourself ...
No .... I can not save ...
I .... It burned to the ground
...
Now you know
It hurts to fall down
(You have become a victim)
You can not save us
(But if you want to be taller)
Find the strength within themselves.

I'm sorry I could not forget you again
Find and whisper cherished three words
I do not see heaven, hell, I do not see
He was the victim, and now I do not need anything

Now you know
It hurts to fall down
(You have become a victim)
You can not save us
(But if you want to be taller)
Find the strength within themselves.

Roasting in a cold fire Warming may our souls!
Cutting of the palm in them all my hate.
Cold whisper spreading through the body,
I see the light, but without me, without me.