When the lust turns in dust
And the hope is gone
When you think that the cust will become
When the lust turns in dust
And the hope is gone
When you think that the cust will become
Again!
SOLO
Din't you sometime remembered
The thing that you want to forgett
And you remembered suddenly
That you not forgetted yet
When live spark comes shy
And the one anwser is die
When the cure is so hard
To find and you don't have time
When you're cured by
The cure that you searching
And you are the searched
You remember your mission
SOLO
When you remember suddenly
That your cure need more
Than powder and ashes
Wood, paper and blesses
And the anwser is so close
Such the anwser is far cuz' you done
And your last energys
Holded in these ashes
SOLO
When the lust turns in dust
And the hope is gone
When you think that the cust will become
When the lust turns in dust
And the hope is gone
When you think that the cust will become
Again!
Almost A Dream
Almost A Dream
Almost A Dream
Almost A Dream
