Todesbonden - Trianon Тексты

Here i can breathe
Safe from the scorn
I them crying
But from afar

Write me a secret letter
Hidden in a rose
I will be here on soiled knees
A prisoner of the world i sewed

An escape from all i know
Holding on to one last dream
When i wake i realize
I am alone

Write me a secret letter
Hidden in a rose
I will be here on soiled knees
A prisoner of the world i sewed

And in the night you may hear my desperate cry
From distant halls now dark
Calling from beynd the walls of trianon
Where as my life gone
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