Текст песни Thornsectide - XXI

Where you will hear laugh -
Know that this is a funeral crying
And I'm a executioner and no interference
Execute the sentence that he sentenced himself
And there is no pain without love?
What a lie, for spaces.
I will reset the whole world in the blood
Good acts seven sins

Let someone sow, and we feel -
And rash the salt in the ground.
We do not regret anything -
Pelleai's own role.
Under the mask sincerely someone else
Lucky sculpted our grind.
But in the heart, still live
One question - "But who did you become ...?"

Lie for lies, everything is mercantile
And the plot beaten to the trembling ...
To hell feeling, a thing is more expensive -
Thirst touch nude skin!
Road to paradise overgrown with grass,
Nobody goes on it -
She is not found, and hardly find
And the wine is empty ...

And mirrors make answers -
But it is terrible to look in them.
And where in the sky he lumen,
To see the gleam stars night ...?

Where do I go? Into emptiness?
"It doesn't matter - just go."
To go crazy ...
So that everything is around - yes as in delusion ...

We started the game,
In which we do not win.
Just two lives on Konu -
They just merge and divide them.