The Moirai - Singing Nonsense On The Streets Of Rome Тексты

I woke up with my arms covered in ice. and i was there when they tore your throat apart. can we live inside a dream that seems more real than all the exploits of last year. i hope we can. don't turn around, i'm not there. ignore the crowd, they're empty. and the thread that holds us together, we pulled
Both ends and watched everything that we stitched up completely fall apart. open your eyes. but in this dream you've got colors on your skin and such filthy thoughts about what we've become it's making me sick. so we scratch our names into our back and cross them off our lips to wake up from this dream. and we turned out the same way cause we'll both die. we all die.