Текст песни Cold Design - Lost December

The war is done
We lost the battle
This August was
Forever last
So winter comes
As total ghetto
This life by drops
To suck from us

December lost
Without snow
The land is under
Raining shoots
They're sent by heaven
Greased and low
And fading world
And no you

No step to make
Without guardsmen
Behind your temple
The shutter clicks
Concealed by sordid
Camouflage
The convoy Master
Mister Spleen

And life above
Like underground
TO last to hanging
Heavy time
Just pray for snow
Defend around
And may be once
There'll be the light.