A New Nightmare
Is Born And Nurtured
To Each A Hell Of HIs Own
A New ORder
It Pulls Us Under
Why Are You Turning So Cold?
No One, Nowwhere
Theres Nothing Out THere
To Each Some Pain Of His Own
Cant Remember
How Did I Get Here?
Why Am I TUrning So COlt?
ONE TOUCH...
ITS SO COLD AND SILENT
WHY CANT I STOP FROM FALLING?
In Closed Quarters
We'll Spend Our Future
An Apocalypse Of Our Own
Its All Empty
Theres Nothing Left Here
Why Are We Turning So Cold
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Išmedžiojome fazanus, dabar trypiam tarakanus,
Ūžia, šniokščia tas fontanas, kur bebraido narkomanas.
Labanas, - sako kabanas, -
mano tuščias barabanas.
Žalgirio geriausias fanas, bet nevykęs chuliganas.
Sunkiai veikia mano kranas, laša kartais, kartais - tvanas.
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