angelcoree, Brazilian warrior - Recrush angelcore
текст песни

A quiet city, like a dream without a face,
I'm walking through the fog — there's no end.
Flashes of light in the eyes, but do not warm,
I don't feel numb.
The heart beats as if in captivity,
I'm sinking further into silence.
Names that sound like they're made of snow,
They disappear in a gray rush.
I'm like a sleepwalker in a dream.,
Through forgotten days, on a wave.
You're somewhere, but not here.,
Between the lines, between dreams, in this darkness.