Silence is worse than flying Projectile. They have no remorse, but do not give a denial. My heart is cold, shivering absorbs my mind. I don’t know which one of us will return. I'm afraid of thunder as a newborn. Time goes by, and our judgment is signed.
I want to see the way of my fortune. Feel the rain, not the blood on the knife. I want to be sure that I told you «Here I am. And I’m still alive».
A new day has come, giving me a chance. I want to run forward and stop all at once. But then I can not defend what belonged to me. Time died with those who could appreciate liberty and every passing day. Maybe today I will join them, my soul becomes free
I want to see the way of my fortune. Feel the rain, not the blood on the knife. I want to be sure that I told you «Here I am. And I’m still alive».
Even if I'll know that it's the end I will promise I will never bow despite of all your tries Even if I'll die, I won't believe in my hopeless Under my skin I will feel infinite life