Текст песни Глаза Бессонницы - лампочку в самый конец

by threads, like the veins on the wire
INSTANT current flows shrapnel wounds
trees - only the fingers and so burning crosses
broken bridges, looking consonant notes
in the last scraps of dreams
he whispered to me the date of death of the features to the features, to the brink
Do you know what it means to stone beneath you?
charge from the glued tape duds burning crosses
scrapie his nails in concrete tunnels
and the bulb is screwed to the end
write down the letters strange moans and believe to the end that you're not dead
he whispered to me the date of the recent deaths
my wires running down the birds children
from current to light
on the verge of delirium before
acidic glare and pitch for takeoff