You look with your clean cold eyes, coming into dream. Try to find the universe – this is what you need Try to find there ourselves, explain the sense of life – We are both such egoists. Death is our love How long can keep doing this, trying to explain In you I have found myself. It’s never been the same… We are coming for short time. The death – award for saint. Nasty feelings - games of mind, But it is why we wait.
All time we burn ourselves, We make mistakes, Say – it is so important and We want - we understand, Alone won’t stand But in the end it brings regret.
Rejecting love, I try to prove Such egoist like me This inexistence start improve My life, but it`s just him
We must choose what is main After that we can’t turn back. For what we fight? For what we live? We don't know truth, No,we can not see (it)