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