Текст, перевод и аккорды “Ashes”
- Black bracnhes of tired trees Bowing down suddenly broken. Silence and crackle of burning trees. The wind is spreading burn leaves around. Ashes - cold of the consience. Ashes - ice and fire, Ashes - destiny of the brave, Ashes - eternal throne. The wise knows about the destiny, Seeking for the sense of self-consiense, Willing for the rest for the soul, Leavs for eternity, burning down.
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