Evereve - The Phoenix Spring скачать mp3

The phoenix "And from the ashes a Phoenix rose - with Wings made of gold it Gently touched me, a touch of relief. I was Ready to start a new Circle, hoping it would never come to an End. "Never too late for hope" - the grey ice Melted - slowly..." SPRING Where is my world, The beggining of my life bound, Surrounded by light, Wandering aimlessly around. Hearing voices calling my name While I hover, world`s dark stain. Where is my summertime? I`m longing for its warmth, Far too long I shivered In winter`s icy force Clouds are above me Mid air caresses my lungs I let myself drift, waiting for spring sun. Soft grass - but it hurts to go over it, Pointed stings - running between I stick Brooks are roading, the water blood red Please let me drink, but I can`t, I`m dead. Souls are screaming, mothers and sons Are slaughtering themselves, am I teaching A dream... [Repeat 1. + 2. verse]