Revenge Of Buffalo все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

And there comes a week of my roamings in desert

The weakness is growing and pull me down on the sand
I'm starving and thirst will never let me to rest
I'm heading to south, crawling slow from the death
This desert is coming it slowly stealing my breath

The moon light have opened to me a little plant, that was hidden among the grey dirty stones

ОH yeah

I'll tell it outloud
With the voice of my gun
Oh this wild world can't wait us
I can't live in this lie
You led is to the failure
And our patience is gone