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HyperSPD feat. Panzer Tank - Untruth (i don't believe)
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We're spreading further to the stars,
In safe and glancing metal shells.
And all these worlds belong to us,
There's no remorse, there's no escape.
We are still young, still dirty,
And there's no sign to warn
These little pretty joyful germs -
When people pray, a god is always born.
Another victim, another saint,
Another devil, another shame,
We're falling, falling in our minds,
We're falling, down, down into the skies.
I gladly watch the fire remaining silent
It is ok because response is always violent.
And there's no use for me to fight.
The bitter thing I know - the crowd is always right.
For every truth I'll gladly pay,
But symbols always fade to gray.
I have to chase these rainbows right
To sort it all from black and white.
Instead of light they gave me creed,
They do not clear, they do not feed,
And all their tales are so naive.
So please forgive, I don't beleive.
Another victim, another saint,
The brand new devil, the same old shame,
We're falling, falling in our minds,
We're falling, down, down into the skies.
In safe and glancing metal shells.
And all these worlds belong to us,
There's no remorse, there's no escape.
We are still young, still dirty,
And there's no sign to warn
These little pretty joyful germs -
When people pray, a god is always born.
Another victim, another saint,
Another devil, another shame,
We're falling, falling in our minds,
We're falling, down, down into the skies.
I gladly watch the fire remaining silent
It is ok because response is always violent.
And there's no use for me to fight.
The bitter thing I know - the crowd is always right.
For every truth I'll gladly pay,
But symbols always fade to gray.
I have to chase these rainbows right
To sort it all from black and white.
Instead of light they gave me creed,
They do not clear, they do not feed,
And all their tales are so naive.
So please forgive, I don't beleive.
Another victim, another saint,
The brand new devil, the same old shame,
We're falling, falling in our minds,
We're falling, down, down into the skies.
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УХ ТЫ !!!!!!!!!!!!Сильно.
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