Обречен (Doomed)
Molchat Doma
Doomed
Thoughts of good
I'll show you, present everything I can
And then, alright, I'll loudly close the door
I'm tired of love and sacrificing myself
Forever doomed to heal the wounded wounds
Eternal sleep ahead, in a place where we weren't expected
Thirst to be in arms
Intoxicated by gentle touch
You know, I'll fight
Sieges and payments won't break me
And then, alright, I'll loudly close the door
I'm tired of love and sacrificing myself
Forever doomed to heal the wounded wounds
Eternal sleep ahead, in a place where we weren't expected
I'm doomed
I'm doomed
I'm doomed
I'm doomed
I'm doomed
I'm doomed
