Music Renascence - Paint My Grace | Текст песни

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• Music Renascence
• Paint My Grace

I want to stay away from your dim dreams
We are used to die, there was no alternative
We must start from ourselves and end with everyone
Our thoughts and mood have been lost, you must understand
I don’t want to take your silence but it comes to me
I know your essence, memories will exist
She screams and explodes but we will exult
And wish to go on, and wish to go on

All this happiness can’t follow you all your live
It comes from the inside like your sins
All this hopeless can’t hide so deep in your soul
You aren’t used to die

You are so modest but I know all your wishes
Most people in this world suffer from our selfish
Incredible dreams, they will demolish
All our extra goodness, oh it’s inevitable