The day will come,
If not now, then soon, when
There will be no doubts
That the end came.
Everybody have to die,
And nobody has to cry.
Your thoughts will remain there
And will fly in the air.
The apocalypse. Darkness will come.
The sun, like a little crumb,
Will disappear forever in a gloom.
People are doomed on doom.
You won't distinguish gloom from light.
The Earth will plunge into a night.
Light won't be at all.
The world will fall.
The apocalypse. Darkness will come.
The sun, like a little crumb,
Will disappear forever in a gloom.
People are doomed on doom.
2014
*из альбома "Schicksal" музыкального проекта МорокМ vk.com/morokm
Apocalypse
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