В колонках играет - DJ SkyDreamer - Don't Cry My Heart

We, the Depressed, in our darkest hours have


No energy to move


No reason to live


No will to survive


No hope in a cure


No reason to try.


We roam the earth as the living dead


Wanting only to extinguish


That persistent heart that beats,


That ceaseless breath that enters,


That pain that never relents.





Every cell of our being wants to die,


Yet Do We Live.

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