When bright sun is going down
The light moon rise upon the town
In the dark night they will fight
For the power of the light
You see candels on the road
It's your only way
At the end you'll see the crowd
They all are warriors today
Its girl's eye and a boy's hand
on the last free hill they stand
They are the last children on the earth
Nothing can let them to reverse
Nothing behind their tiny shoulders
The hell before their scared eyes
Nothing mean what you have told them
It's only a child sacrifice
The world was harsh for this teenagers
War ruined whole life around
The line from the beloved children
To the abandoned crowd
They found shelter in the forest
high upon the hill
this metal bunker, let's be honest
Can it save their lifes for real?
Bodies? Yes, but not a souls
Can't stop tears at night
Bunker walls are hugged by fantoms
And dreams with no delight...
But fire from the candels
Rise up in the sky
This war will not be endless
This crew will never die. (с) стихи авторские
Мы дети из Ада...
Нас трогать не надо...
И к вам, как награда
Наш смех донесется
Из Ада (с) "Мертвые Дельфины"
