Other Lives - Dust Bowl 3 (ost The Fourth Phase) | Текст песни

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• Dust Bowl 3 (ost The Fourth Phase)

Land only for this fate
The skyline is not seen for many days
It feels as though
We're never turning back here
The land returns to the dust

Is there any way, to get this weight off my skin
and find another one
Is there any one, to get this writing off the wall
And find a new one, and find

Just like the wind blows into the great unknown
We're on our way, we are on our way
Moving west, may bring us better days
We're on our way, we are on our way

Is there any way, to get this weight off my skin
and find another one
Is there any one, to get this writing off the wall
and find a new one, and find