Weltschmerz - текст песни
Weltschmerz
This is where silence runs its course And sadness wipes its eyes upon us We fall from a structure build on troubled minds My world becomes iron and grows an cold as Winter
Soldiers in uniforms of nudity march over open hearts Sweetly and sickly scented by roses And your world id crushing you like those flowers By scripts written into your skinwith the in of thorns
Ashen faces sink into silence All lonesome trends brush shoulders All of last nights degredation Builds foundations on us both.
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