Из альбома: The Weeping Of A Thousand Years
It's raining outside…
Staining this black coat, but…
You wouldn't know…
A cold and Grey sky
Drowning all my tears but…
Your eyes are closed…
No… No…
Every minute seems like a lifetime
The past is slowly killing me…
Never will this leave my mind
I'm haunted by the memory…
No… No…
This is a bitter loss for me