Крышесрывное

[_ransom]

Сижу за машиной и в полный голос подпеваю Брюсу Дикинсону... доктор, это лечится?



So I watch
And I wait.
And I pray for an answer
An end
To the strife
And the world's misery.
But the end
Never came
And we're digging the graves.
And we're loading the guns
For the kill

Can the end
Be at hand?
Is the face
In the sand?
Future memory of our
Tragedy...