Strike

Эмма Роса
With speed of boom to you I fly... tonight.
Oh, strong of feeling in anticipation.
In end the way I can't thrill hide .. insight -
Because my eyes are blinding the defection

Strike,strike, strike, crush, destroy!
let in blood if only become easier to you!
Cry, cry, cry, sob, scream, boy!
Don't sorry if only become easier to you!

What hurts by broken hopes, you know?... you know?
When faith collapses to bury you below?
Tell where hurts when crushed the love?... the love?
No see, no know, no feel if I could now!

Strike,strike, strike, crush, destroy!
let in blood if only become easier to you!
Cry, cry, cry, sob, scream, boy!
Strike things! But will not be easier to you!
It's a liy! I this know!