Текст песни Гера Хверге - Обернувшись ночными кошмарами

Turning into nightmares
Like a kite with its beak in the flesh
Old black and white films
He wants to grind the past.
But we can change perception
And to see your path in different ways.
Someone in agony strives for the crucifixion
And he cannot turn in any way.
Everyone's life is a microhistory;
Here, everyone has a role to play:
Someone has it - a props,
Someone has only salt on their wounds,
There are those from whom only inventions,
Embodies that later another.
Who will remain forever a traitor?
And who is the absolute hero here?
In essence, we are what we think.
Correcting our fate:
One strives for the light through difficulties,
And the other sees himself in a coffin.