The Everest so is beautiful today
In may
The autumn so heat and so fresh like a day when she is gone
I trusted you but my time has come in face of your fist
Backing in the way everytime I need to exist
Fire burns down
Inside the oldest wine
there is no place for me because it`s game
violet burying lace over package tightens your neck
the winter coming in house every time you think of allay
Waiting for your kiss separating a day of my spike
Backing in the way everytime I need to describe
I beg you last time "do not come back here"
The cold kills more strongly tonight
I`ll never see a dawn when you smile,
I`ll never see you again in this town`s flame
I guess you are stopping the game
I guess you in the heaven`s gates
I guess you are stopping the game
I guess you in the heaven`s gates
