Arc Gotic - spontaneous embrace with the moonbeams by the moors | Текст песни

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• Arc Gotic
• spontaneous embrace with the moonbeams by the moors

This silence is so hard to bear
But still words make no sense
This silence is most precious to me
But still I need more

Furnace chords come my way
Voices begging for better days
The city's guilt clouds my mind
People's needs make me laugh
Tonight I slept by the moors
Hidden in the grasses
If only I could feel joy when I'm awake