As for the first time I hear a laugh behind my back
In [bad word] dance of dirty phrases it will draw the silhouette
Those shadows the paranoia of those [bad word] after me again and i have no place to hide

With fading heart again my life will put to the end
All thoughts that will not stay in my head
Reloading weapons in my hands i'll finish the show
In dead lines i will read all what i didn't know

I'm so tired to keep it warm (in the eyes)
The clock is stuck between the two worlds (earth and skies)
I saw the dance of white swans in the pool of lost hopes
In the pool of lost hopes

But now I realized that this is the dance of our lost souls [bad word] back Hear me
Read the pain in strings of me [bad word] back to me
On The page back, just on the page back