- Жанр
- Хэви-метал
- Лицензия
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- Над треком работали
- музыка - Сергей Павлов, слова - Анна Москова
- История создания
- Первый куплет записан гитаристом и автором музыки Сергеем Павловым после долгой бессонной ночи в поезде Новосибирск-Красноярск
- Альбом
- In The Dark
- Студия
- AAG Sound Studio
- Текст
- 1
It’s so fucken sad when you are alone:
No one to call, nowhere to go.
So god damn empty in your soul.
No one who cares, no one who’ll know.
Chorus
Your body catches some disease
Your body coughs, your body bleeds
And you don’t care, you feel at ease
You’re fuckin’ tired, you’re on your knees.
2
No one to help, no one to hold,
You need to cut your fuckin’ throat!
No friends, no enemies, no rules,
No words, no lies, no bitter truth.
Nothing to lose except your dreams.
Your soul is dead, your body still lives.
Your crazy eyes are full of your tears,
You’re alone, no pain, no fears.
Chorus
You’ve got a killing disease!
It’s hard to breathe, your wound bleeds!
And you don’t care you feel at ease,
You’re fuckin’ tired, you’re on your knees.
3
I'm faithful strong and happy
I'm secret, calm and nice ,
But with you I'm no no no nobody.
I’m melting like the ice.
You give me hit, give me memory
Give me fury, storm and rain
Give me heaven, give me passion
Give me power, hope and increase.
Chorus
Bridge
No one, no one to trust
World's like a cell
Any you do, got it soul of your rust
Your life is damn, welcome to hell.
Solo
Chorus