Текст песни Парагон - На Ноль

if you don't want to cut it, you want to hide it
under the skin of an indifferent ball
how candles hang in the glass
so worms whisper in the ground

in the leaden haze of rain
tired goblin ate children
and I saddled a horse in a coffin
not alien to the flame of fire

leaving the holiday parade
Columns step mint to hell
to burn lice in the oven
on the rocker arms of pure necks

I died, drove away,
I dived headlong into jelly
sweep away all my pieces
take it to darling on bed

As on scraps of emptiness, a harsh forest sleeps peacefully
A passer-by hid in the bushes there lay in the grave and disappeared
A cold dove on the ground tends to a distant vale
we are reflected in the glass but we have been multiplied by zero