Текст песни БРАНДМАУЭР - Готика

Gothic

Here the chains are robbed as thin threads.
Here the sun is never happening in Zenith.
And instead of gray houses grow castles.
And the usual things go beyond.
Here every artist and every poet.
Here in the air the smell of wine and candy.

It is more powerful to the explosion of the atomic bomb.
It is stronger than any drug.
This is the world of black fantasy.
This world is called Gothic.