My heart is empty like cold open ground
Where ghosts and memories follow you around
Replacing old friends no more to be found
All gone their ways with the new stars in town
All of their laughter has drifted away
Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone, gone with the wind
There's no sign of the lover who pins butterflies
No sign of fair weather no sweet sounding lies
Now I'm a stranger my eyes are set free
Like a man on a mountain how I can see
All of the ways illusions deceive
In a city of prayers where no one believes
When all of your dreams have scattered away
Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone, gone with the wind
Metalas valdo? Ką tiksliai? Ir jei čia apie atsiėmimo kalbą ir gestus, tai tikrai neblogas būdas toliau marginalizuoti visą metalo sceną labai klišiniu elgesiu. Lieti frustraciją dėl to, kad niekas metalo nemyli, siūlyčiau kitais kanalais.
bet taip ir laikas jaučias Galvojau, kad nebuvau pasijungus čia kokius metus, bet tikriausiai gal net prieš 5-7 metus.. tiek, kad pakako užmiršt galutinai slaptažodį