Текст песни Drops of Heart - Аманда

I feel like a storm
Cold delight in frozen eyes
Heavenly Organ Stunning Thunder
Symphony of death plays in the ears

Oh how terrible
Water power
She is able to solve the outcomes of hundreds of fate

What is silent about the night
What the wind argue about
Will we wake up again
Will our grave be water

Exhausted pain and memory
Love is filled to his native land
Dilemma is simple, one of two
Seven feet under the keel or six - underground

How the world collapses, we understood it from the first wave
Now we are silent, but fear breaks us all from the inside

What shouts the night
What the wind argue about
Will we wake up again
Shout but not heard like in a children's nightmare
Exhaled steam, who will win in this struggle?

Hide pain
Tightly steering the hand
Believe us
It will help to go to the ground.
Your storm
You yourself - the Lord of Mad Elements
We are waiting for Shtil
Element will leave by remembering all of us