When you will hear something From the depth of existension Formulated by the events And your memories will fly The silent whisper of cruel silence Will tear your soul into pieces She'll never heal, but from this time You'll love the pain that makes you cry.
Snatches of the phrases told long time ago Forgotten and derelected, but only not by you. All people loved are seems so far And dearest friends are like deserted you But hearing whisper makes you high Though you are falling into darkness.
Voices of the people from the past Remembered only by your own Who cares but you about endless silence This is so beautiful and out of the side. Feeling of completeness in unboundness bound But you know the cycles And they are endless