Текст Caliban – New Kind Of Freedom
Текст:
Sweet sins scars my horizon.
Got nothing to expect in this emotional unstable time.
Looking forward there is a meaningless life to go.
Path of sorrow! Age of decay!
Pictures of wrong decisions veils my sleep but the lines are drawns.
Nothing could release me. Am I born to excuse my way of thinking?
Am I force to justify who I am? Death.
Sweet death could be a merciful fate.
Delivered of despair.
New kind of freedom.
A new kind of face.
Nothing could release me. Am I born to excuse my way of thinking?
Am I force to justify who I am? Death.
Sweet death could be a merciful fate.
Delivered of despair.
New kind of freedom.
A new kind of face.
Альбом
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Caliban – Sycamore Dreams
Caliban – New Kind Of Freedom
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Caliban – Happiness In Slavery
Caliban – Roots Of Pain
Caliban – About Time And Decisions
Caliban – In The Eye Of The Storm
Caliban – Love Taken Away
Caliban – Fire Of Night