Steamboats - Wicked Face | Текст песни

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The wicked face of destiny
I see it, like a bright spot
Among the greyness of life
We've made our own obstacles
Just walls made of nonsense
I beat them but they were silent

I'm a prisoner of my own feelings
I'm tied up with my end

You don't step on the throat of the abyss
That rots from the inside

The most frightful thing to me
Is when the time runs out
But i still keep the words
That should have been pronounced
Long ago
Reasons are decreasing
While the pressure's increasing