Текст песни Петля Мертвых - Непонятная

I fly up to the clouds , to the new faith in a pure temple
On the wings.
Clear my eye will not confuse white angel on the way .
We are together.
How insulting is sometimes hit the nail , and the fate of the eye
So often.
Under cover of darkness, struggling through the asphalt flowers
But to no avail !

Failure fantasies in his head , an explosion of emotions on the sheet
Smudge .
Tears virginal love me bring only dreams
The palms .
In the bright light of emptiness scraps of my dreams
On the windows .
Back to the throat drove the evil , lying, dirty world
I'm suffocating !