Текст песни Disbalance - В самом конце

Coldflame cry faceless
Burns doubt on my hands
Like ice cold their hands
(They lost somewhere out there)
As if hearing each destiny
(Among the crimson clouds)

Coldflame cry faceless
Burns doubt on my hands

Everyone wants to go over the edge
At least for a moment,
And back
Everyone wants to catch his fate
And never let go

Do you understand me
But spit your heart
through the pharynx
I want to know that those who see
Again he left us
Breaking the shackles of gray words
I'll find the answer at this time

(I see the issue on every face
I know what awaits us at the end)