Текст песни Portrait of a Dying Star - Lecx Stacy

The surface settled
Into the dark
And drifted petals
The water filled with metal
All that I saw
Was gone

Holding in my breath
As the rivers swept

Holding on what's left
I had no idea

Painting portraits of dying stars,
Well kept funerals, home, the ocean, the trees

The only way I'd feel at ease

I've lived for it
And I'd die about it