Текст песни Tornado - Fyrce Muons

Blue night, cold hands, cold face, cold eyes on me
You wean, you wait, you sound, you long to fuse
The rose, I can't, go far, go levy down
You woo, a land, I fall, all over ground
Please you, hold on, hold out, all over down
A spice, in fact, one stop, one act of iron
To lose, your fate, your stance, your way of life
In spite, of that, you called, you came on time
You like, cold days, hot nights, and every sword
All gone, is truth, is hate, is youth despair