Мне известно, что тебе около сорока, выглядишь ты на тридцать, думаешь, будто тебе немногим больше двадцати, а поступаешь так, якобы тебе всего лишь десять.
Do you hear me?

If I sing with Angels,
Will you hear me?
If I sing with Angels,
Will you cross the line?

I hear your voice but you're not here.
I walk the halls and I'm alone.
You're not coming home.

I'm holding out 'til we're out of time.
Would you pierce the veil?
Would you cross the line?
I can feel you here, souls redefined.
I can't let go of our design.
Would you pierce the veil?
Would you cross the line?