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Текст: Disharmonic Orchestra. Off The Ground.

Here comes the blue
A million tears gonna tear apart
What never shuts
A million spears gonna pierce your heart

A thousand cuts
A million souls all running scared
All driven nuts

Over the moon back to my place
Off the ground to the lunar base

If I could have just one more wish
It would be a vicious fish

I'm happy to say
The chronic breath of death collides
Up to my sleeve
No flowers for the man who died

You cannot leave
Throughout the windows of deep sleep
Where I achieve

Come inside and join my mind
I will show you how to dance
Without attractions caused by trips
I will put you into trance

I leave you soon
You talk too much
I'll never stand
Your obsessive touch

A clumsy kiss
That ends in fears
Ohh, how I wish
Not to be here

Come to me
Close your eyes
Lose control
Drift away

Here comes the blue
A million tears gonna tear apart
What never shuts
A million spears gonna pierce your heart

A thousand cuts
A million souls all running scared
All driven nuts

Over the moon back to my place
Off the ground to the lunar base

If I could have just one more wish
It would be a vicious fish

I'm happy to say
The chronic breath of death collides
Up to my sleeve
No flowers for the man who died

You cannot leave
Throughout the windows of deep sleep
Where I achieve