Текст: Trouble. Doom Box.

In the Silence of a failure

Changing places with the dead

She know that I can see now
Desire all entombed
still resting someone that I know
I seem to have one at home

Doom box, how still and lonely
Doom box, and you want her only


does she know that I believe now
in the morning sun
All those signs I`ve never gone
I had only seen them, they`re wrong