Текст песни Последний - Закат

I am empty.
Like a bottle of wine.
One left.
Washed off from the shores wave
I cool.
To this world and life.
Not sick.
I am empty.
I lost myself in the sky.
I like an Icar, the wings of the burnt.
Falling down, bottom to earth.
Falling down, beasts below.
Himself finished, I have all the fault.
I forgot about you when there was one.
And only realizing the price of loss.
Rushed up, the wings taped.