Текст песни
On the way to Heaven
I found a return crossroad
The doubts of the unconscious
The limits of courage
The not-so-sharp knife to burn bridges to the past
The light apparently turned off
It didn't guide us towards the goal
The fear of the unknown
It often takes us back
In the nostalgia of every day
In the nostalgia of every day
The light apparently turned off
It didn't guide us towards the goal
The fear of the unknown
It often takes us back
In the nostalgia of every day
In the nostalgia of every day
I don't know if it's right to repent
Whether to blame themselves for these choices
That everyone depends on
The judgments of the eternal own ego
What is the future I will marry?
And if the future will be damnation
I'll go back to that crossroads
If only I will find the way and the concentration
I'll go straight on without turning around
Without falling into temptation
To retrace my steps, and I will run off
The fear of the unknown
It often takes us back
In the nostalgia of every day
In the nostalgia of every day
The fear of the unknown
It often takes us back
In the nostalgia of every day
In the nostalgia of every day
And if the future will be damnation
I'll go back to that crossroads
If only I will find the way and the concentration
I'll go straight on without turning around
Without falling into temptation
To retrace my steps, as I will run