Виконавець: Recovery
Not yet lost my Faith
But world tries knock down me every day
Occasions in my life, prisoning my heart,
Sometimes I cant stay and I cant even pray
Many people loose their faces, many people change their places
Trying shut up the sky
For everything we pay, but your price is the highest,
Until you sell soul to the infected world
God, I ask you, take my sins and let them go (4)
We speak the same language,
But why we don’t understand each other?
Wake up the dead body, go to Holy Life (2)
This is what we do with freedom, this not mine this not mine
Get used to broken mirror, this not mine this not mine
This is what we do with freedom, this not mine this not mine
Get used to broken mirror, this not mine this not mine
Take yourself into pieces, so many lies around (4)
God, I ask you, take my sins and let them go (4)