Truce is over
Ax of war is wanted
All of the ways lead to hollow
All of your dreams are burnt
In your head the voice of wrath
You’re followed by fate
You’re lost into the haze
It’s wild game of your head
Do you hear, do you hear hail?
Turn around it’s your darkness
Laws are written
You aren’t informed
Love feelings are frozen
All of your fancy friends are gone
Stay strong
You’re followed by fate
You’re lost into the haze
It’s wild game of your head
Do you hear, do you hear hail?
Turn around it’s your darkness
Truce is over
Ax of war is wanted
All of your dreams are burnt
Love feelings are frozen
But stay strong
It s wild game of your head
© Copyright: Анна Маннана, 2018
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