Текст Northlane – Veridian

He saw the life slip from her emerald eyes
Confusion, illusion had soaked up her mind
She clutched his hand, whispered her soul
«I never wanted to grow so old

Bed of nails under the guillotine
Wake me up when my heart stops beating
When my heart stops beating

Wipe those tears of grief away, young man
Let me leave this world
Let me leave this world in peace
Turn off the machine, turn off the machine
Let me leave this world in peace

Raise me from this bed of nails
And let the angels carry me away
Carry me
Carry me away

Bed of nails under the guillotine
Wake me up when my heart stops beating
When my heart stops beating

Let me leave this world