Lirieke: Monta. Everything.
When the past becomes the present
I will Stop to regret
The endless days that i?ve spent
Hoping this time soon would end
You are everything
When everything breaks down
There will be no more ice
In this village of garbage and dust
We dig out the dead corpses
Lying all over ground
Before we move west further down
You are everything
When everything breaks down
I will Stop to regret
The endless days that i?ve spent
Hoping this time soon would end
You are everything
When everything breaks down
There will be no more ice
In this village of garbage and dust
We dig out the dead corpses
Lying all over ground
Before we move west further down
You are everything
When everything breaks down
Monta