| Last chapter of the siege
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| Slowly darkness falls
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| Rumours of steps that come to me
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| My end is near, just for a while I’ll resist, and throwing out this sheet,
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| the last ruins of time
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| Behind my back he’ll take the book from my hand
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| Turn off the light’s of my eyes and keep my memories, keep it closer, screaming.
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| My dumb resistance, my dumb resistance, die once again, 'cause I don’t care
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| My dumb resistance, die once again, 'cause I don’t care
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| No more to say, Pulkovo stands as I lay, the wheels that cross the ice
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| The ghost boatmen of time. |
| I wish I die, to sleep again with my child
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| Oh, want you take me there, on white memory sleigh, laying closer, screaming…
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| My dumb resistance, my dumb resistance, die once again, 'cause I don’t care
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| My dumb resistance, my dumb resistance, die once again, 'cause I don’t care…
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| When I’ll can’t see by blindfold, who will shoot to my lost heart
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| Blank cartridge strikes unaware to let you hide…
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| Last chapter of the siege
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| Slowly darkness falls
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| Rumours of the steps… take me far
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| NO ONE FORGET… NOTHING… FORGOTTEN… |