Из альбома: Wintereich

I see the red withdraw behind the green
On the night sky stars fade into clouds
Blacker than night - colder than blue
I walk the streets in town of vanity
The storm is rising; color my sky
I wait for it's rage; eyes open wide
From the town of gray to forest of green
Color my sky
The storm is rising; color my sky
I stare at it's rage' eyes open wide
From the soil of gray to snow of white
From ashes of gray to sun of red
Color of my sky

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