Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
White Ward
White Ward
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yurii Kazarian
Yurii Kazarian
Composer
Dima Dudko
Dima Dudko
Composer
Andrii Pechatkin
Andrii Pechatkin
Songwriter
Ievgen Karamushko
Ievgen Karamushko
Composer

Lyrics

This city is deaf Its nights are endless Its walls are tall My prayers are worthless This purgatory is blind Its days are countless Its ditches are deep Your prayers are worthless Walking across these burial grounds Where our skyscrapers rise Searching for evidence that this world Is devoted to crashes A pile of ashes is turned to gold Digging a grave to find a corpse Dreaming of bloodshed with no remorse But the flesh is gone (But the fleshisgone) Digging a grave to find a corpse Dreaming of bloodshed with no remorse But the flesh is gone (The flesh is gone) So is the dignity in nameless replications So is the dignity in nameless replications Forsaken myths are luring us down Consistent supremacy of denial All our mistakes are never forgotten Insufficiency of those who were never begotten The strongest feeling is burning my mind My tears fall down dry I mourn imprisoned in a concrete grave Where hatred is tearing me apart Walking across these burial grounds Where our skyscrapers rise Searching for evidence that this world Is devoted to crashes A pile of ashes is turned to gold
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