Tree Of The Fate - Lyrics by V-I-P-S-

My great fear from where it comes?
And where it goes out, I don't know.
It's look like sand in a bosom.
It's look like burning hair.
My great fear from where it comes
And where it goes out, I don't know.
May be the north wind bringsit with itself
And maybe I'm a tree
And maybe I'm fate, I'm fate.
It's look like sand in a bosom.
It's look like burning hair.
Maybe I drink it with waterrunning from my vein.
And maybe I'm a tree
And maybe I'm fate, I'm fate.