Crying out our last goodbyes As the bars rust into emptiness Nothing was left for us to say Forever indented into the memories I begin to see the light
Oh my god, we've lost so much Oh my god, will they let us go? i am afraid they wont, you know how scared i am excuse me ma'am, i'm here from the police
Preklad: Ismo Alanko. Okrem vetra Suit.
