From Her Eyes - The Manhattan Project [vk.com/post_hc] | Текст песни

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With these hands I built a monster
With this mind I changed the world
There's beauty in my destruction
When painted by these hands stained red

I see their faces in my dreams, their screams in my sleeps
I see their faces in my dreams
In my dreams

I see everything from here, now the smoke and bodies are clear (I see everything from here)
Their blood on my hands (I see everything)
The city floods, encased in ash, it seems our time has elapsed (I see everything from here)
Again. (I see everything)

There's blood on my hands.
My hands painted red
A silence that will never end
Never end

Desolate wasteland and flames climbing higher
Against buildings inside where the spirits are stuck
People they reach for their heads as they fall to the floor
They can't make it home any more

Desolate wastelands and flames climbing higher
There's no place like home. There's no place like home
Desolate wastelands and flames climbing higher
There's no place like home. There's no place like home

I see everything from here, now the smoke and bodies are clear (I see everything from here)
Their blood on my hands (I see everything)
The city floods, encased in ash, it seems our time has elapsed (I see everything from here)
Again. (I see everything)

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