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Eventide - Spokes In The Wheel | Текст Иностранной Песни
Waste the endless days pondering on how to get away you're a mask, nothing real just a piece in a spinning wheel when you're almost there it steals your
Eventide - The Final Spin | Текст Иностранной Песни
A cold wind sweeps across the land it reminds me that it's time the last sunset seems ages ago and the light should have long ago arrived On this dreadful day
Eventide - Mechanical Slaves | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've seen the death in your eyes You use consumption as a way of life I've seen it enter your mind Like a disease that made you blind and weak We're the
Eventide - The Beast And The Machine | Текст Иностранной Песни
I want to know, where I should go Should I follow your path or find my own? I know it's time to decide To figure out what to do with this life But can I really be free
Eventide - Release The Floods | Текст Иностранной Песни
Every day is a repetitive grey No sharp edges, no color, no shape Every day is just a short-term solution An endless confusion, a longing for escape Take me
Eventide - Mr. Death | Текст Иностранной Песни
Dim light, curtains closed A silence fills my head Eyes shut, a glimpse of hope As the needle twists my vein Pitch black, soulless shell Pure sorrow swept in
Eventide - One With The Shadows | Текст Иностранной Песни
The more I observe, the more I want to close my eyes And ignore the entire world Ignore the fact that I'm a part of this herd A part of me wants to Run from my
Eventide - Through Black Holes | Текст Иностранной Песни
Eyes wide open in here Sensing there's something wrong with me and with the room they've put me into I try to fall asleep when there's no really need to breathe
Eventide - Passenger | Текст Иностранной Песни
This is the mask I wear a silent surface just to hide my fear a violence stirring within control is caving in dark thoughts gathering Black fog embraces me
Eventide - Plastic | Текст Иностранной Песни
We are stuck, no new directions creators drained of ideas in the age of constant replacements when everything's already made we expand, every inch must be
