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- Над треком работали
- В. Смирнов, К. Александров
- Альбом
- Black Sunday Morning
- Студия
- Jet Noise
- Текст
- Blackened daylight shed on my room
I open my eyes in the house of doom
Like frozen romance in the heart that is cold
I’m seeking the truth that is hard to unfold
How long I have to carry
How long I have to weep
This cross is damn too heavy
And its burden is crashing me
[Chorus]
I have gone, I have gone, I have drowned
Like a leave I’m hovering to ground
I have gone, I have gone in the shades
All alone I concealed in this state
Profound belief sustained by a pride
It dwells in my soul it dwells in my mind
Accepting the pain that will open the scars
I open the door to be blessed by the stars
How long I have to carry
How long I have to weep
This cross is damn too heavy
And its burden is crashing me