Land of Nod - Fog | Текст песни

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I like, that my past seems so lamentable,
I hope, my present will be seems like it,
My future dreams about own fable,
When your scars heal, be ready for new beat.

Yes, I remember all your ragtime laws,
I was a member of the chariot with legless horse,
But now all white, winged guardians are dead,
And I enjoy calm black fog in my head.

You gave me dirty, but ''virginal'' flower,
And stalk become a wick in my own ''sinful'' hands,
Your head was root, but my head is my towe,
Where, I try to kill all ramblers and all rats.

Yes, I remember all your ragtime laws,
I was a member of the chariot with legless horse ,
But now all black horned guardians are dead,
And I enjoy sweet white fog in my head.

Show me my fate,and give ugly role,
But know, that my angels was born to fall

Fog...in the swirl of my Mind,
Fog...where I can't hide,
Fog...It is just my thought,
Fog...of the Land of Nod

Where is my faithful road
I found my faithful road


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