كلمات Cold Air

A sudden heart attack the scape from death The strange doctor I met beyond fictions and facts His weird theories seemed insane fantasies His combinated deceases made he the cold need And from that cold room I'd return many times Hearing theories of life without organic life Artificial life preservation Facts or hallucinations in the cold air We re chained to a immortal beast We re chained to our faith and fears Where shall our conscience go to when All our flesh is rotten Oblivium waits for your turn It’s time to be forgotten Dead many years ago before we met Having no more places to go far from the wind Many time has passed when in the middle of October With a dreadful quickness the horror of horrors The refrigerator collapsed and I couldn't fix it Some kind of a clammy trace was traced in the floor