Текст песни Гетьман Кирилл - Морфоз

This is Morphos of my Nutra -
First point, now hole
At the light of the lungs, the diaphragms.
Chest numb. Even feather
Sigh will not move, as if the mountain ...
But not a volcano (for no magma).

But not a volcano. Perhaps a glacier
The hole surrounded. POOL MY LIK
And indifferent, but not cruel.
Sometimes whisper is louder than a cry.
I am invented a special language
(I hope you will understand). This is the current -

Non-electrons. Mass of particles -
Thoughts scraps, many persons.
All this mixture boils, burly.
For a long time in the hands of a bust of the sinicles,
But I saw the truth of Blitz:
Close the hole - catch the crane.

(April 04, 2016)