Текст песни
Escape to Paradise
Escape to Paradise
The war of perceptions,
The battle in my brains,
A weird apparition
At my memory's cradle.
A carnival feast in the middle of graveyard,
A world savior wrapped in laurels and crucified,
A line of kids dropping down into
A blear existence one by one
I saw the land which cried for living,
I heard the music of spheres beyond life.
Here fear is bourn, here passion is found.
Feels like I'm dropped in the back, in the back of beyond,
Back of beyond.
Back of beyond.
What was that?
Morbid feelings, morbid feelings of mind
Morbid feelings of mind
Morbid feelings of mind
Morbid feelings, morbid feelings of mind
The war of perceptions,
The battle in my brains,
A weird apparition
At my memory's cradle.
I wish I were music
In the bottom of depth,
I'd purely flow up,
Relying on
I wish I were music
In the bottom of depth,
I'd purely flow up,
Almighty, almighty death
The war of perceptions,
The battle in my brains,
I'm flower that grows
From the cruel bloody soil.
Bloody soil.
What was that?
Morbid feelings, morbid feelings of mind
Morbid feelings of mind
Morbid feelings of mind
Morbid feelings of mind
