Breath For Death

Like in a shallow grave

My faith is situated

I hope that my misses

Can hear my breathing

The nights with the glass

On the window pane

Voice like a wind

Unnatural look

I'm trying not to freeze in a snow

To love and to be loved

Breath for dead

Breath for dead

Breath for dead

Like in a shallow grave

My faith is situated

I hope that my misses

Can hear my breathing

The nights with the glass

On the window pane

Breath for dead

Breath for dead

Breath for dead

It's like a fate, a circle without symbol

Never ending suffering, suffering

Treachery for a, for a soul

Like a verdict of death, of death

Breath, breath for dead

Breath for dead

Breath for dead, dead

Death, it's like a fate

It's like a fate

It's like a fate

It's like a fate