Thornchild (исполнитель: Dark Suns)
"You're a mysterious human being For all your vitality turned in on yourself And maybe I have never attempted to understand you..." I don't [bad word] in the sweet silence Snakes revealed their very [bad word] Take me for sick Save me from mine [bad word] closer My thorns entwine In that mania it grows stronger I am tired of self-test hunger Take a spoon now Just taste my spine [bad word] it slowly Its taste to refine Once I've been a happy clown But my smile turned upside down Just like one and two make three I [bad word] irony I'm the one whose name I bear Hang around and just don't care Unsure how to live among All these tender psycho-drones How I long for ancient dawns Crazy sessions at the bar [bad word] therapy Intoxicated ecstasy Progress filled the open space Murphy's law in any case How could I dare to leave the children? Why could I never keep hold of your arms, ...of your dreams? What wrong has happiness done to me, my friend? None! (I never saw the lie) Why the silence? How could I dare to leave the children? Why could I never keep hold of your arms, ...of your dreams? I will never be the sort of a special friend I could never let you go, not until the end (how could I dare?) Do my fingers jam around for a distant sun? Will I ever [bad word] leave the sick undone? What wrong has happiness done to me, my friend? None! I will never be the sort of a special friend I could never let you go, not until the end Do my fingers jam around for a distant sun? Will I ever [bad word] leave the sick undone? Who made the lion mild that day? I lost it all along the way Builded castles in the sky Never saw the lie First laughter, then again depressed First being sure, then confused I the snake slowly squeezing my own neck tighter? Remember the promise you have made How could I dare to leave the children? Why could I never keep hold of your arms, ...of your dreams? I will never be the sort of a special friend I could never let you go, not until the end (how could I dare?) Do my fingers jam around for a distant sun? Will I ever [bad word] leave the sick undone? My time is slipping away Leaving the city behind Take a close-up [bad word] in evidence Goodbye old friend, goodbye I don't [bad word] in the sweet silence Snakes revealed their very [bad word] Take me for sick Save me from mine [bad word] closer My thorns entwine