of the nest which seems to be nasty
Lust goes last but at least on the list
Of deeds and things that I wish to miss
«That was a time when I could not resist…»
That was a time when I could not resist.
That was a life, I would never repeat.
And all of the roads that I have had to hit,
Now are hit too hard, they are hit too deep
And dust in the wind that we have had to breathe
Is now in the lungs with a dirt of the years
With the air that’s over or is probably mixed
With a taste of the passionate lollypop kiss.
We never shop for sugar or sweeties,
We are the donators, but not the receivers
We are the past in a talk of a time
We are to blast but never to shine.
And dust in the wind that we have had to breathe
Is now in the lungs with a dirt of the years
With the air that’s over or is probably mixed
With a taste of the passionate lollypop kiss.
Long time ago when we felt old
Long time ago when we felt old
Long time ago when we felt old
Long time ago when we felt old
«Keep your eyes opened…»
Keep your eyes opened
For new highlights. And only
Than you will surely know how to slow…
Down or up. Maybe none
Of them, but what you call a ground
Is melting under your feet.
On and on and now you can see
Keep your mind opened
For brand new thoughts. And mind
Their cost. Otherwise you will be screwed
Up and down Maybe none
Of them, but what you call a ground
Is melting under your feet.
On and on and now you can see
On the run the sun burns harder
Higher ground or land down under
«Breathing deep, blowing lungs…»
Breathing deep, blowing lungs
Hurry up, it’s not for free
Standing still but facing guns
Watch your moves, don’t let it be
You can die not more than once.
What you say and what they hear
Amplitude of how you bounce is
In between the choice and fear
Stand up! Get down!
Rise up the sound!
Burn up the crown
Or the constitution though
Cracking weep, heavy arms
Hurry up and bend a knee,
Cracking back within a bow
Watch your groove don’t let it be
«Staying alive with all reasons to die…»
Staying alive with all reasons to die
Trying the best with at least tiny bite
Keep me here, darling safe and secure
Crying shame of being the dog on a chain
Trying to change but staying the same
Heal me please, give me some cure
Losing our mind but saving some time
Emotional motions blasting a rhyme
Give me a chance to stay only true
Staying around – put your foot down
Finishing the round – recall our bounds
Every me and every you.
You’re the one, you’re mine I’m all yours
Till we gone everything is treat of a love
«Oh smoky top of the hill…»
Oh smoky top of the hill
I can’t even see you,
I can’t even hear you, but I feel
Feel bloody feet on the run
Feel the sun blurred sun
Oh smoky way to the top
I’m wasted with air
I’m stoned with a height, but I won’t stop
Won’t stop bloody feet on the run
Won’t stop getting blind from the sun.
Stepping up rocky hill
Stepping up snowy highland
Airless madness laying on my way
I’m breathing with it,
The high hill trip,
My mind is ripped…
Oh smoky top of the world
I’m unchained,
But also unarmed but I won’t stop
Won’t stop bloody feet on the run
Won’t stop getting blind from the sun.
And Peter has a sword
Today I’m not going to knock that door
I’m not going to meet him, I’m not.
«The lonely sky over my head…»
The lonely sky over my head
blows all colours into bloody red
I can’t go further I can’t make a single step
Nothing to bother me is it a time to regret?
The rescue will come I don’t have a doubt
But when the lost would be founded out
I that tomorrow they will probably come
To find my body under snow blurred sun
Stand up, stand up and bang your drum,
Heart of the desperate mountain son
Stand up, stand up, and bang your drum,
at least you will die on the top.
The night passed away, but I’m still alive,
What has made me to wake up, well I don’t really mind,
The light is getting brighter, is it a time
To forget the weakness of all human kind?
The height of the loneliness
The Element-C
The mountain dominance
I’m