Текст: Blind Myself. Ancient Scream Therapy. Wax.

D?you believe?
D?you believe?
D?you believe that you fly to
D?you believe that you will fly to the Sol?
Do you know that the price will
Do you know that the price will be high?

The trees tell you now it will cost your life
The hills tell you now it will cost your pride
The birds tell you now it will cost your life
The clouds tell you now it will cost your pride

?I am flying
Flying to the sun
Will you follow?
Me until I?m done?

Do you know?
Do you know?
D?you believe that you fly to
D?you believe that you will fly to the Sol?
Do you know that the price will
Do you know that the price will be high?

The stars warned you that it will cost your life
The moon warned you that it will cost your pride
The sky warned you that it will cost your life
The sea warned your that it will cost your pride

?I am falling
Falling from the Sun
I will scatter
Scatter on the ground?

Do you speak the language of the World?
Do you understand the soul of the Universe?

You...
You?re blind
You?re deaf
You?re numb
You?re such a fool!

Fight the good fight!

D?you believe that you get out from
D?you believe you can get out from this mess?
Do you know that the price will
Do you know that the price will be high?