Текст песни Deathbed Confession - Несмотря назад

Run by increasing step,
Burn, crushing, scrap all the way back.
You'll be pleased!
Run, you'll be pleased.
And heads wherever it will not, no.
Well, you're right!

The souls of people are fighting in the windows of thoughts and ideas.
You will want to fly - fly away!
And to me a little sorry ..
You little pity.

Shout on each side angles,
Each epithet do not need more words.
You're going to lie!
Shout, you will lie,
Do each new breath, and continues to run,
To rise and fall, but to run.

The souls of people are fighting in the windows of thoughts and ideas.
You will want to fly - fly away!
And to me a little sorry ..
You little pity.

A cloud of dust wake up the soul,
Vsporhnёt to the windows of the light breath of rain.
Sorry, sorry ...
Shaky cornice ..
Magic distance, the infinite heights ..
A path is only one, one step down.

Remember, do not forget ..
Remember, do not forget ..