Текст песни Свобода воли - 07 - Эхо войны

Echoes of War
(Music - Yuri Kondrashov, words - Artem Sindeev)

The trail leads from the house,
In the eyes of fatigue and the abyss.
In the area of ​​the column goes.
Beat something here is useless.
The Fire! In hell not collapse.
Scraping along the road of iron.
In the dust to death creeps path
But its essence is only known to us.

Blood hidden in the thick of the devil eyes.
Do not know who dug out the ax.
Secretly moved by every one of us -
Down comes only orders.

Echoes of War - still hot from previous face of pain.
Hear the groans of fate in the arms of sorrow
Remember ...

Came together as fire and ice,
Heart tormented in the gravel.
Living as dead, lucky -
Inside the soul from suffering heavy.

In this body, not that much space.
Grave sin or duty - the eternal debate.
Scar woes forever till the end
Echo stared harder lead.

Before you fly to space,
Where it does not matter who dug out the ax
Wander among the mountains and lakes,
Cross squeeze a handful of earth.

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Remember. Each road is the way. Each path is the goal. Each goal can be achieved, even if at an impasse. What is not a reason to start over?
 Remember. To achieve the goal of using tools. Means - is unnecessary things after their application. They are not remembered. Be on the lookout! Of you can get an excellent remedy.
 You know. In war, all means are good. But the choice is limited: a grave sin or duty. You - a means to achieve one's purpose. Be ready for selection.
 Remember. You do not always someone else's vehicle. Do you see where you're going. Whether it means to his goal.

 

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