Текст (слова) песни: Dark Millenium - Peace In My Hands
Flowers are fed by the guilty sun guilty for keeping the life command winds grow to stroms, storms bear futher sons this is my breed ... this is the cycle of need. If you play for me - I cannot be. Lost in you and nothing but peace in my hands nothing but a smalltalk with my death nothing but a pioneer who climbs the highest mountain to fall And the course of the stream makes us to madme we`ve never been awakes the psychopath who rests to watch the suffering process. You have not pleaded for me - now I`ll be Los in you and nothing but peace in my hands nothing but a smalltalk with my death nothing but a pioneer who climbs the highest mountain just to fall ...
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