Текст песни
The nights are empty, the windows are lit, I look to the ends of the earth
Shadows whisper an old code, the night holds its dreams
Somewhere in distant archives lies a UFO cipher
But we follow the trail—the truth is hidden in the fire
We will find that truth
We will read between the lines
Signs on the map, a glance at the sky
Open the doors for me in the words of the X-Files