…easy in this land. 50 milloin inhabitants is 10 times more than in my homeland.Everything goes throug smootly, I have nothing to complain, I am just not good in languages. but anyway. SInce you are a mentalist and…

…Trapped in autumn, buried beneath the leaves To the echo of the summer softly weeping Sinking further in this sanguinary sea Painting pain with pastels through her cemetery eyes Into the night we ride, scars wide open…

…tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail He was the moon Painting you With it's glow so vulnerable and pale Love's the funeral of hearts And an ode for cruelty When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom The funeral…

…the saddest song Sleepwalking past hope.... I gave up long ago Painting love with crimson flow Ran out of blood and hope So I paint you no more My hell begins from the 10th and descends to the circle Six hundred…

…upon The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail, He was the moon painting you With its glow so vulnerable and pale. Love's the Funeral Of Hearts And an ode for cruelty, When angels cry blood On flowers of evil in bloom…

…the end there is no right, just variants of wrong I'm still waiting for the cavalry Trade all my love for one dive in the light After all these burns I welcome the night Come, drift away now with me Trading myself for nothing…

…The story behind the painting I drew is already told No more tearstains on the pages of my diary Tired but unable to give up since I'm Responsible for the lives I saved The play is done (The play is done) The curtain's…