Текст песни Fleece Flower - реквием

It's how to break a pencil stylist
will be fun as if in myth
it's how to die in love from typhoid
Will be fun
and your poems have a tongue of fog
right to honor their wise and slyly
and touching you warm smiles
Heats the heart of the fallen Queenji

I want to leave I will not be against

You came again demanding a response
May I abandoned there was no dreams or light
The blind is blocked unarmed
But the better believe anyone does not need

Here he is our threshold we are empty and wild
slightly heard words visible sun glare
bright scarlet color from vein
the first to be you my goet last