Port-Royal - Tempera Black

I'm tired of all bad news
My face turnt to stone
People fill the streets like nothing has changed
I wake up in the midnight
With a beating heart
Let's paint a scenery
But all colours has faded

Tempera black
I feel so sad tonight
Tempera black
Don't ask me why?

The echoes of that news ring loud
No sound can ever drown it out
During the holiday, someone will dies
We're too far gone
The Feast in Time of Plague
Right through disaster with lots of blink fires

Tempera black
I feel so sad tonight
Tempera black
Don't ask me why?
What's on the news, channel crew?

Written by:
Dmitro D'omin

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