Coptic Rain - Against Perfection | Текст песни

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• Coptic Rain
• Against Perfection

I once knew how to love
All i had,
My memories
Your dream
Now we anihilate
Communication's lost
But we cannott fill the damages,
The cost.

In all of extasy of hate
Our friend, our neighbour isn't real
He only takes a notice
Perfect timing for him is to shot to kill.
He's happy, his soul is ill
Hey, this was Your son!
This was Your mother!
That's Your daughter
Next time it's You!

Never have i seen so many angels
fly across the sky
Confusing colours black & white
Or is it just the time to die?
For You, for me, Your son
Or anything that HAS a meaning?
I can see the wind whispering to me

At the end everybody's here
Everyone we loved
At every door we sealed
Now we beg, forgiveness isn't here
Not everything is lost
There's still one bullet at Your cost!

For all we seen is CNN
A movie just a TV-screen
All is fiction, nothing's real
Ready,steady...Action!
Shot to kill