Crowned slow his decision is made
Even though he feels his courage fading
He knows in his heart that they are here
He draws his sword and sheathes his fear
So please just let me out
So please just let me out
So please just let me out
Then I could focus
Burning one more
Baptized in fire
Burning one more
She cries and she screams but her best never clears
She drops and kneels and her lips are bare
So please just let me out cuz theres nothing left to say
And as she stands she knows I'm right there
She tucks her face, her tears are gone
Strength in their place
So please just let me out
So please just let me out
And if you let me out
Then I could focus
Burning one more
Baptized in fire
Burning one more
Baptized in fire
Broken, this stage
Found their strength through rage
So much more that
Jei mano protevis pries 770 metu buvo koks jotvingis, jis prie Mindaugo valdymo turbut mego muzika prie lauzo ir buvo snekorius, pasakorius, fantaziorius
Ne dėl temperatūros, o dėl to, kad lyja kas 5 minutes. Negali iškelti kojos iš namų. Čia kaip toj humoristinėj situacijoj, kai iškeli koją - lyja, grįžti atgal - nustoja lyti.
O jeigu oro temperaturai faka rodyt, nu nezinau tada temperaturos idealios. Visi pagal save megsta, ziauriai dideles, ziauriai mazas megsta tik ekstremalai