Текст песни хроник эхо - отчуждённость

Do not look for the good in these songs,
You kicked homeless soul,
But they still will not answer again,
So that now the time for you to pass the buck.
We brasali heart on asvalt,
We were bled fireworks!
We drilled holes in the walls,
But you were poher on absolutely everything!
We did pusoty of pain,
Are you from the pain made void.
As long as someone's world flew to the bottom,
You killed cells and cell.
It is terrible to stay here,
They sought protection in the banners and labels
They each found their place,
in a long line of regular wage ..
And we are destroying ourselves,
and your world, we foreign object.
Your name is Mrs. - "Pyramid"
and we have no one to unnecessary - alienation ...