Текст песни Dark Millennium - Peace In My Hands

Текст песни Peace In My Hands

Flowers are fed by the guilty sun
guilty for keeping the life command
winds groa to storms, storme bear further sons
thia is my breed... thia is my cycle of need.
If you pay for me - I cannot be.
Lost in you and nothing
but peace
in my hands
nothing but a smalltalk with my death
nothing but
the pioneer who climbs the
highest mountain to fall.
And the course of the stream
makes us to madman we′ve been
awakes the psychopats who rests
to watch the suffering process.