Vārdi:
Thousand Falling Skies

Tulkojums: Tūkstoš Falling Skies. Gandrīz Heaven (Intro).

Tulkojums: Tūkstoš Falling Skies. Casting Shadows.

Tulkojums: Tūkstoš Falling Skies. Paint Me Pretty Picture.

world which I liked too much Apocalyptic day... A thousand falling skies... The universal genocide arrives from this red sky You always lived through the eyes of others The flames will fall

Seems as the world has swallowed us whole. No such thing as being young at heart. There's no heart left here anyways. Nothing to sooth the pain of everyday

I've got a shovel with your name on it. And a burial plot to bury my thoughts. Each day the days get so much bitter. This is no place for the weak hearted

With empty hearts we dance tonight. So the fires won't die. But we'll tip toe on broken glass. To see if we still bleed because bleeding would mean we

re-run, rewind your dead to her now. I wish it had been so easy to tell you. How much I cherished every moment. And I would walk a thousand miles. To

Well now the skies have turned auburn. But somehow your perfume still lingers. Somehow certain words should have been said. To keep these fires burning