This composition of the series "Deadman," a man asks a question that occurs to him that is happening around ...
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Lyrics
What's up? I do not know!
Time moves back tantivy.
The enemy of my wing wakes. Insignificant
Rustle, this branch is dead.
Dawn met the eyes of dew
Greedily, like a shot from the plains.
Pool grinds jags.
Light, explosion, we are not alone.
We have rivers, penetrate our path to the shore,
Exits to the violent seas.
Fun flared blood, burning
Path blocked by a new day.
Spit in vain looking for the dumb flesh,
Sharply sweat traces.
Knitted salt water fell asleep in the fire,
Star can't dig the dark.
Death is for living not knowing sleep
A lot of dirt in the jets of light.
Fun flared blood, burning
Ideas poured out of the fire.
