BEIRUS, MARIA OD I Made It Down

The chasing stars
Аnother singing bird
I try to hide your pains down deep inside
I'm too high, caught when the sun is broken
It's nothing fine
It's death, I made it down
I'm worthy of Wicca
All the manes that take me abound
Vavin, take her for the body, take the round
One back wall comes with the own, This is only the start
I made it down

The chasing stars
I know they're seeing me
I tried to run, your veins don't deepen, see
I'm too high
Calling the sun is broken
It's setting fine
It's dead, I made it down

I'm worth your weight, got all the maintenance that take me around
Let him take up all the body, take the heart
One that opens with the only, says only
This death, I made it down