The Flight (исполнитель: Vic Anselmo)
I awoke this morning The empty room was deadly silent Cold gets me through I touched my back to face the [bad word] Feathers slipping through my fingers The walls are slowly closing in [bad word] out to windowsill Into the hands of fate - I'm flying out [bad word] astray [bad word] ] Let the wind blow through my wings Speed up, I'm gonna fly so high [bad word] through the storm! If I'm never gonna land, Let my flight [bad word] the highest ever Let me touch the sky There's no location anymore The map's erased. Can't see the earth No destination. Empty space I wonder: am I gonna land now? I'm feeling low, I'm feeling high Spreading under endless sky Into the hands of fate, I'm going down to reach my way [bad word] ] Let the wind blow through my wings Speed up, I'm gonna fly so high [bad word] through the storm! If I'm never gonna land, Let my flight [bad word] the highest ever Let me touch the sky tter way?