Three months it was a drizzle
Three months it has snowed
From bullets we served ourselves
Duel a song in a gambit
One life we smite
Pragmatics sons and daughters
To burn unlawful
Cornettes among monographs
Be my abyss
The light I should kill from me
In deep aprons
To fall star dust fireball
With nerve I've painted over you
In every bit
With every atom I can feel it
Maybe tomorrow like in movies
In a trival end we'll direct
The sadness at sunset
Coloured is the grey water in dreams
Broken in night in asphalt
The city sleeps forgotten
Cover me in thrills
Like the moon in clouds
We lose our balance high
At dawn we brake us in asphalt
Melted in memories
Is every bit
With every atom I can feel
Maybe tomorrow like in movies
In a trival end we'll direct
The sadness at sunset
Coloured is the grey water in dreams
Broken in night in asphalt
The city sleeps forgotten