Kiss The Blade - King | Текст песни

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• Kiss The Blade
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Don't ask me for what remains
Your picture here is wet with stains
The tragic taste of hostile games
Ended our ride - my friend

Precious moments are all gone
I won't ask you what went wrong
No need for me to come along
Or even turn my face to you

Nothing in my mind is new
Just one thing not to do
No, you've never been untrue
But still there's nothing more to say - admit

I see it clearly day by day
Some moments never fade away
The power I gained is here to stay
But will it help me stand this loss

Hear me speak and listen, too
All my thoughts are known to you
Kickout the candles, turn on the light
Make the painting shine so bright

Promise me the promise I
Never want you to deny
Hear my desperate silent cry
Oh, King - don't let it die

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