Текст песни Eugene Fatal - Черно-белая линия

Black-and-white line through the horizon
The paradox of temporary balance
Unidentified noise blast background
Choke the respiratory rhythm

Homogeneous mass transcendental systems
Psychopathy scents, crawling out of the walls
Copulation sins
Impulsive strange dance of kings and jesters

Within the buildings, senseless freedom
People cells happiness for himself erect
Taking sticky air
By thick smoke

Built on the illusions of emotions
Reflex basis of their spread in the dust
Ambiguous answers to questions
All were gradually forgotten

Every day waking up slave rights of others
One step a new fear vein cuts
Banners of my unbelief develop into hatred,
In the moral collapse in sinful perplexity

Calcined vice unsaid words
Drowned in doubts arising again
Weakened shadow of hypocrisy in us
Buried cold abandoned phrases

Intricately hidden games
New sensations poison minds
These faces are insignificant, as insignificant and you
The ideal time to start a war