Before We Got Lost все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

The order was made
To catch all dissidents
The institute was created
To study the social norms of behavior

Learning to distinguish
The prodigies and the living dead
Men in white began their job

Just leave me alone in this cold September morning,
Hanging on your hopeless breath.
Now you the one, whom I don’t need,
You see my eyes that will not weep.
Will not weep. Any more.

I swallow fresh air of forthcoming autumn,
That takes away every promise all these shadows

This can be, when you are crucified on his shell burn
When you pour your blood on the flames for him not to be cold
On the hundred meters in the coffin from glass
All things saint to me, I hide
Being broken toy and damaged doll
Who can love not body, but seeing your soul?
And touch with his lips yours, fussing over
'cause he wants in your heart but not to own you