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Child of burning time
The child of burning time My only consolation is all lies The apex of my consequence is dying here tonight Winter has returned and it always looks like rain I cant remember anything...anything Inside the absolution is to come And appetites are bittersweet I think I'm coming home A chance to give up Avarice has marked my one regret The child of burning time has gone, he hasn't come back /he hasn't come back yet Before I tell my story please consider who I am I missed my window years ago, I'm doing all I can A tragedy is commonplace but in the end they go away A skin is still the only stain I'm left to wear in shame And I cut my need into my heart, I tear it all apart I beg you burn me away, I won't become your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I won't give up tommorow just to lose it all today I burn away I burn away I burn away I burn away My isolation is my course The effect it has on life itself is a cancer on its source I rue the moments spent between the fetish and the flame Until this war is over I won't ever lose my rage And I cut my need into my soul, I guess I'll never know I beg you burn me away, I won't become your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I won't give up tommorow just to lose it all today Burn me away, I wont become your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I wont give up tommorow just to lose it all, lose it all today -------------------- «Кто одинок, тот никогда не будет покинут. Но иногда, вечерами, рушится этот карточный домик, и жизнь оборачивается мелодией совсем иной – преследующей рыданиями, взметающей дикие вихри тоски, желаний, недовольства, надежды – надежды вырваться из этой одуряющей бессмыслицы, из бессмысленного кручения этой шарманки, вырваться безразлично куда. Ах, жалкая наша потребность в толике теплоты; две руки да склонившееся к тебе лицо – это ли, оно ли? Или тоже обман, а стало быть, отступление и бегство? Есть ли на этом свете что-нибудь кроме одиночества?»
Yes, I will stay here for a while, For I need the break. a break from the Pressures of life, and everything That lays in the palm of lifes hands. This mode is incredible. its out of This world. too bad I must always leave it... ... but thats life. |
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