Leon Somov - Prediction

I didn't mean to cross the line

Didn't mean to leave you

I didn't mean to lose my mind

I didn't

I know exactly what you mean

By saying lies

You're my reliever

Believer

Drowning, drowning in river of the sounds

Sinking,sinking in water of the doubts

Prediction of my race destruction

How could I give up?

Prediction of my race destruction

I cannot give up

As you know my war has no guns

No battles and no bullets

It's just a war inside my mind

My troubled mind