Если выбирать между правдой и легендой, транслируй легенду.(Anthony Wilsen)
The devil sold the ticket to paradise
Remember it and don't do me a pie
In which poison
In which I
Devil's night, isn't that so?
You lose the beginning finding the end.
Yours of beds my truth
Your answer my death

Where people look?
When they are overtaken by the road.
where you when got under wheels looked.
And if you are a God, why look me in the face
After all I am the atheist what to look.
And there where yours of beds
There my death

@темы: Чувства, Сны, Город, Generation