:D да не за что. Спасибо автору оригинала))

Memories broken, the truth goes unspoken
I’ve even forgotten my name
I don’t know the season or what is the reason
I’m standing here holding my blade
A desolate place (place) without any trace (trace)
It’s only the cold wind I feel
It’s me that I spite as I stand up and fight
The only thing I know for real

спасибо за мод, чувак