The Everest so is beautiful today In may The autumn so heat and so fresh like a day when she is gone I trusted you but my time has come in face of your fist Backing in the way everytime I need to exist
Fire burns down Inside the oldest wine there is no place for me because it`s game
violet burying lace over package tightens your neck the winter coming in house every time you think of allay Waiting for your kiss separating a day of my spike Backing in the way everytime I need to describe
I beg you last time "do not come back here" The cold kills more strongly tonight I`ll never see a dawn when you smile, I`ll never see you again in this town`s flame
I guess you are stopping the game I guess you in the heaven`s gates I guess you are stopping the game I guess you in the heaven`s gates