Текст песни LoreLay - Идеолог

In any consciousness sometimes
Winged dare Pegasus,
His wings in us will be wind
All-consuming ideas.
Stretching to keep pulls out,
Swing confused pattern
And inflates sails
Among the raging seas.

But light momentum pokes his forehead,
Sometimes flicker, like a bug,
Enslaving intellect
And every way to build.
Ideology to create
Smelling a dream smoke,
And in such an ugly pattern,
The idea of ​​a thinking - mother!

So the link is so confused
Duranta Mind like wine
And the one who thought produced -
The hostage of his own ideas.
So walk the same, the slave that this time
You were a slave for the last time
And what about the abstorm
Winged hobs.