Rostok Vampires The Instance
Tear me up No sorrow My instance is a claim for consequence 'cause I believe 'till I know better Somehow it's up to me to ring a chance The mug is on his way My instance saws on my own two legs I'm begging please Let me awake hear my instance calling It comes out from nothing Time to bother others To muffle up tradition Let me hear something Give me strength to dance is spirits better chance The mug is on his way My instance saws on my own two legs I'm begging please Let me awake Hear my instance calling Hear my recall It's only for you Imaging idle forever lost New order's ending Traditional view Time is up to face it Time is up to conquer truly Back to the beginning Trust in something I once lost I fear nothing 'cause the mug is on my lips I look at crossroads To believe in Or tangle up in sorrow I split into two Far I see him walking While I am on my way The mug is here to stay My instance saws on my own two lips I'm begging please Let me awake Let me find the entrance Hope No sick day by day I have to stay On my own to legs I know I'm on my way Let me awake Hear my instance calling
