Текст песни MY LAST FAITH - Клетка

Like a knife to the heart
My sadness cuts
Thoughtlessly lived days
I'm not sorry
My blood
shed again
On the table in the fire
you burn

The brutal life
Go back
Killed every day
Find fear

Lowering his hands down
I realize that was the
The system of all people
And I am waiting for the beginning of the day

I'm torn into pieces
Anger cripples me
I'm tired of fighting
Death was near
In my soul
Tosca lives
In my eyes
lost fear

To appease live life with you
To find peace shall rest
My soul was free as a bird
She can not languish in a cell