Vat, parašiau visišką nonsensą, bet man kažkodėl patiko; nors žodžiai visai nesiriša, bet labai smagiai susirašė
Tears of blood
Run down my cheek
Their so sticky;
I feel weak.
Vision's blurry
There's no sight
Of my visible delight.
Something's coming
I can hear
Just a huge and empty squeal.
Time has stopped
Now I can't run,
Though it really seemed like fun.
Talking nonsense -
That's my game.
I know nothing will remain.
Angels coming from above
That just means there's lots of love.
Hell is opening again;
What did we do until then?
Strange, it seems there's something left:
Bloody tears, that was my theft...
Tears of blood
Run down my cheek
Their so sticky;
I feel weak.
Vision's blurry
There's no sight
Of my visible delight.
Something's coming
I can hear
Just a huge and empty squeal.
Time has stopped
Now I can't run,
Though it really seemed like fun.
Talking nonsense -
That's my game.
I know nothing will remain.
Angels coming from above
That just means there's lots of love.
Hell is opening again;
What did we do until then?
Strange, it seems there's something left:
Bloody tears, that was my theft...
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