Thee Orakle - Rescue of Mind | Текст песни

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The rescue of the soldier
Cold and cruel life hidden
Between the green reminder
And the black of the bad memory
The threat of imminent war
The insecurity of hiding
Frail shadow of a gun
Precedes a gruesome notion
The enemy that can reach
To the naked mind
The fear of an even colder night
Does not hold up to the sunrise
The tremor that does not stop
Feet that no longer feel
Guard the treasure
The memory of a love
A love that you miss
In suddenly, the idea
How did it get there?
Why did we start this war?
Power lords
Owners of fate
Are the ones who should be here
Trembling as I
Starving as I
The tremor that does not stop
To the naked mind
The fear of an even colder night
The tremor that does not stop
Feet that no longer feels
Guard the treasure
Always prevails and dominates
And feel the pain of loneliness.

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