Текст песни Сумеречная Депрессия - Копать могилу в небе

To dig a grave in the sky

(Denis Yadrov)

 

Blind darkness is calling me to her.
I got lost a tired pilgrim
Give everything picky fate.
Sunset came, and I'll go after him.

I kill night, she - me
His fingers clutching mad at Adam's apple,
Yellow teeth gritting desperately,
Squashing my gasping cry.

Hammered nails into his rotten coffin.
Dig a grave in the sky so easy.
A white lumps like a snowdrift
And in the clouds I dive deep.

Burial under a sheet of heaven:
Crosses and stones, loneliness shelter.
Shadowland Theatre, opened the curtain.
Fabric shade dead scurry.

Two meters in raw white clouds
Cold as The Frozen Ground,
Then, in order to know for sure already:
When I die, I'll be in heaven.