" ", , so so =)
let it snow
till the rain
after dark walls
of the past
drink my soul
feel the same
and forever
cut my trust
ugly things
around me
more than evil
more than pain
not my fault
in the end
you don't want
to kill my rain
In the end
Try to test
Little murder
By blue eyes
If you win
And forget
I will promise
To pretend
in past time - , . - in the past. of the past. past time - - -. of the past.
,, cut my trust.
not my fault
but your spell
if you wanna
kill my rain - - .
