The Cell #4 - Dead Past | Текст песни

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The Cell #4 - Scorching Heat [2010]
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Dead past

Breaking me, cry
You can not deny.
Even angel and devil,
They cannot forbid, reborn from ashes

Echo of past, have started up roots under my skin,
They never begin to blossom, the never begin.
Even cold and dead, they remain flawless,
Roots leave on heart traces, leave it, leave it.

All round me, is painted so black, like coal.
This night love and pain become а single whole.
The sun on which I prayed, became a inutile,
To keep a kiss eternal we couldn't, we tried…

Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust -
We are parts
Of dead past


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