Текст песни Год Змеи - Дорога

Patterns on the walls, colored glass
Leaky veins, broken windows.
Sunrises, sunsets against the general background,
We will all die, what are we worth?
The blades are frozen, all are not on the battlefield,
It's a razor-sharp chasm race
It's the fear of being trampled under the whip
This is the road between heaven and death.

One foot in seventh heaven.
There is fire in the eyes on the palms of ash.
Break reality, stay outside the door
Long range flights take time.
Return ticket to Sodom and Gomorah.
Question-answer, unprintable word.
Everything will come out sideways, you won't pay with copper,
This is the road between heaven and death.

The road ... calling to the sky ...
The road ... into the arms of God.
The road ... through life, through the veins ...
Road ... Road, road ...