Cold Bits Of Fire — текст песни (Throne Of Chaos)

Smoggy october sea opens
And the silent heat
Of the birds is mine
Everything`s seen by the invicible stars
Cold bits of fire
Just nearby

Wing moves along your thigh
And the harbor`s full of departures

I count the months
Like my memories
Six white ones, six cold ones

You cannot imagine numbers like that
The whistle`s like a dream
And I have returned
From the stars

Wing moves along your thigh
And the harbor`s full of departures

I count the months
Like my memories
Six white ones, six cold ones