Текст песни Omen - Cry For The Morning
Omen - Cry For The Morning слова песни
Steam is rising off the groundAnd the hot air is only cooledBy the sound of rain drops fallingAnd the night is so nearShe takes me in her armsAnd then far away the fire streaksThrough the sky andI second-guess what I hearI`m sure there`s something thereBut not yetHere l sit in this placeSo cramped and tiredAnd I pray for distant morningThe embrace of painless morphineHer breath on my bodyI need her where I`m goingAnd crash in the nightsI stand and curse the eraWhen we make our own terrorIs sanity getting rarerAnd thenThere`s no warningFrom the embraceTo the final attackThere`s no warningFeel the crackFeel the crack of theWhip of my backNo more painNo more fearReality is hereCry for the morningCry for the morning