ScS - Track 1 | Текст песни

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The capital love is not
The fever it used to be
And through the seven skies
We fly to the catastrophe
And for who's the next to die
It might be love.
The fall would say "Goodbye"
And turned off.

My faith
My strength
My hope
Blindness
Useless
Ruined
God's mistake it is or not
I find the place where you are
(No one survive in this game but the winners
Making your own devil, making the leader)

(The God) We've never trusted you
(We shout) We've never held in truth
(We come out) Show us the way to love
(We're gone) We've never made this world
(We're called) No way we could be killed
(Break out) The path of bloody kiss
(Alone) To free our special skills
(It seems) That was another fucking miss

My faith
My strength
My hope
Blindness
Useless
Ruined
God's mistake it is or not
I find the place where you are
(No one survive in this game but the winners
Making your own devil, making the leader)