Edge of Spirit - Fake Тексты

Noise
Flies around my ear
Slience
In the cold and mindless

Don't trace my footprints
Dig over buried memories
Words disgrace my future
Words weather the past

Don't touch me

Storm
Gulps my body
Whispering voice
Outcasted emotion wakes up
Gaze deprives my future
Words idealize the past

Shut up
Don't talk to me