Heaven's gone, the battle's won I had to say goodbye Lived and learned from every fable Written by your mind And I wonder how to move on From all I had inside Place my cards upon the table In blood I draw the line I've given all my pride Living a life of misery Always there, just underneath Haunting me, quietly alone It’s killing me, killing me Dead and gone, what's done is done You were all I had become I'm letting go of what I once believed So goodbye agony I watch the stars and setting suns As the years are passing by I never knew that hope was fatal Until I looked it in the eye And now I'm not sure I am able To reach the other side Casting out the light Living a life of misery Always there, just underneath Haunting me, quietly alone It’s killing me, killing me Dead and gone, what's done is done You were all I had become I'm letting go of what I once believed So goodbye agony Goodbye agony Not alone in forgiving The faithful and the blind Innocence is forsaken I leave 'em all behind And then I see that even angels never die Living a life of misery Always there, just underneath Haunting me, quietly alone It’s killing me, killing me Dead and gone, what's done is done You were all I had become I'm letting go of what I once believed So goodbye agony Goodbye agony Goodbye agony
Под эту песню я заснул...Так и начались мои дни без нее...***
POV Шмель Мы с Когтегривом едем в машине, Белолапа задает ему вопросы, а он просто их игнорирует, отвернувшись к окну. Я прекрасно понимаю, что он чувствует и не хочу его тормошить, поэтому отвечаю порой за него. Мне тоже изрядно поднадоело болтать с общительной мамой Голубки, поэтому я также отвернулся к окну и замолчал. В салоне повисла драгоценная тишина. Я смотрел на город сквозь запотевшее стекло...по нему стекала капля дождя...я опустил голову...впервые я по настоящему понял, что значит терять...впервые я до конца понял Когтегрива, до конца понял, почему он так страдает...ведь я не меньше люблю Голубку...не реже вспоминаю ее глаза, смех, улыбку и...слезы...закончилась песня Блэков и зазвучала "Marilin Manson: Sweet Dreams". Я рисовал на стекле первое, что пришло в голову - голову плачущей девушки... <right>Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused! I wanna use you and abuse you I wanna know what's inside you Movin' on Hold your head up Movin' on Keep your head up Movin' on! Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused I'm gonna use you and abuse you I'm gonna know what's inside Gonna use you and abuse you I'm gonna know what's inside you Я последовал примеру Когтегрива и закрыл глаза...***
Marilin Manson: Sweet Dreams BVB: Goodbye Agony