«Halo of the Gone» [320] (Gothic Rock, Synth Gothic)
We don't know that life is so different We don't know the pain is so close And after all we looking for reasons In this life not to die anymore
We see halo of the gone With the bullet of the gun Win the race and taste the sun When the life so weak and done
We don't know that life is so strange Want to hold your breath but you can't After all you see again those faces And just can't stand cold-hearted suicide
We see halo of the gone With the bullet of the gun Win the race and taste the sun When the life so weak and done
Let them all just hallo Calling you to run Let them all just hallo To stand behind your scars.