The Cell #4 - Grave of firefly | Текст песни

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The Cell #4 - Scorching Heat [2010]
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Grave of firefly

Behind horizon I hear explosions,
In your glass eyes, dissolved by illusions.
Dawn of glowworms results in a tomb...
The pain has receded... receded and damped

White colour of milk
Is profaned by ink..

Something more than life,
Something more than death!
Inevitable morning,
My wasted breath, wasted breath.
Bursting skin, we just fall,
I'll not suffer any more
Heavens burned, burned them all,
At the sounds of war

Silver - grey sun
Offers the choice, but we cannot decide.
Cold shine of stars
Timid and strange, but they never dies
Powerlessly fallen. time has stopped.
The pain has receded... receded and damped

White colour of milk
Is profaned by ink..