Текст песни soulsadpoet - на этой планете

the seasons are getting dark
the orchestra went under water
and there will be no more songs
about love and death
click changing the weather
feeling the taste of freedom
I'm looking for some snow on this planet

your awkward look will find me dead
in scraps of a network cell
we will kill our soul even without alcohol and cigarettes
we will make a day, we will make a dream
the best that was with us
under the windows, the shadow flies without wings
and beating in my heart with my eyes closed
and life plunges hundreds of daggers
into my already crystal body
fires have long been visible in the chest
burning houses of the devotees

I will leave quietly
life has long been filled with sadness
I will leave very quietly
You will scream after me, but I won’t turn around