The color of your lies

Cold shadows are gliding across the glass,
Where the sea washes away someone else's tracks.
I hid my hope in a forgotten corner,
Where only you used to laugh once.
Words shattered like fragile crystal,
Against pale lips, locked in ice.
I am no longer afraid, I am no longer sorry,
To watch trust sinking like a stone.


And the sky above us, like a leaden wave,
Washes away the shades of yesterday.
Stay for a moment, pretend you are with me,
Until this abyss hides me away.

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And here it is — the color of your lie,
Darker than midnight, sharper than a knife.
It swirls in the wind like black feathers,
Exposing my vulnerability in the dark.
Mix this paint with the remnants of dreams,
Draw my lost gaze on the water.
There are no words to invent for the color of deceit,
The color of your lie is my only poison.


Torn photographs. The scraps on the floor
Look like a flock of frightened birds.
I am slowly melting in a sleepless delirium,
Among unfamiliar, terrifying faces.
Your voice sounds like the mockery of mirrors,
Where every shard is distorted light.
I searched for a way out, searched too long
For that world where we probably no longer exist.


And the sky above us, like a leaden wave,
Washes away the shades of yesterday.
Stay for a moment, pretend you are with me,
Until this abyss hides me away.

Припев
And here it is — the color of your lie,
Darker than midnight, sharper than a knife.
It swirls in the wind like black feathers,
Exposing my vulnerability in the dark.
Mix this paint with the remnants of dreams,
Draw my lost gaze on the water.
There are no words to invent for the color of deceit,
The color of your lie is my only poison.


The clocks grew dumb within cold walls,
Frozen time does not heal the bruise.
Here a whisper is more important in empty voices,
And the bitterness of a smile is more terrible than offenses.
I will drink this somber color to the dregs,
To never again believe in an optical captivity.

Припев
And here it is — the color of your lie,
Darker than midnight, sharper than a knife.
It swirls in the wind like black feathers,
Exposing my vulnerability in the dark.
Mix this paint with the remnants of dreams,
Draw my lost gaze on the water.
There are no words to invent for the color of deceit,
The color of your lie is my only poison.



The color of your lie...
Dissolving in the sea.
The color of your lie...
No peace at all.
The color of your lie...