Текст песни Funny Dead Police - Фемида Не Простит

Again, this brutal cold
I tore my heart in two.
My last spurt
And I do not know why I drove myself into the pit himself

Draw thoughts down to the bottom.
Causeless sticky fear
ravaging all around,
I'm drowning in my dreams.

And again I'm on my knees.
I pull your hands toward you,
but do not pull out.
Santimetry merge into the endless void.
Lower and lower,
eyes downcast, I think, I get off.
Inhale and exhale knock on my temples
Again heard ...

Not tired you're running,
chasing a ghost flames,
wiping his feet in the blood, shaking,
beg and cry about odnom-
return one day to return the hour
when everything can change.
You ask fate for the last time:
Deliver me from the torment, I'm sorry!

Left under the clear sky,
greedily inhaling the smell of my
which will bring the wind,
you return back home.
The flow of the cold and sadness
I shed a silent cloud.
I look forward to when I let go
your eyes and memory of past dreams.

Let go of me (x4)