when death sits on your shoulder
infecting your сердце
the beat of the cursed one
feels no empathy
feels all alone
when hope is on holiday
when Ты want your self back
where do Ты go
who do Ты turn to
who will end your suffering
he sits and waits
o death on my shoulder
i know your after my soul
i know Ты just wait
but i'm not sure if Ты are playing tricks on me
can Ты end my sorrow
или is it Ты who causes my agony
will Ты be there when i die
still squeezing and taking all i have
until i'm dust and wind.
infecting your сердце
the beat of the cursed one
feels no empathy
feels all alone
when hope is on holiday
when Ты want your self back
where do Ты go
who do Ты turn to
who will end your suffering
he sits and waits
o death on my shoulder
i know your after my soul
i know Ты just wait
but i'm not sure if Ты are playing tricks on me
can Ты end my sorrow
или is it Ты who causes my agony
will Ты be there when i die
still squeezing and taking all i have
until i'm dust and wind.
