Текст песни MTI - Пропавший

Dark and cold, mind does not answer
Do not listen to hands I almost do not feel
Where I'm and how it turned out
I remember the blow on the head, no more information

Will I search for me, or just forget
Will be considered killed, generally will find
Associated, feeling the smell of wood
But even about I can not tell where I

No strength shouting, very dry throat
Very quietly and not there was not me no sound
I have been doing thoughts that very soon find
Depletion of a couple of hours also go away

Mom how much can I say I did not have time
Friends forgive if it was for what
Before this world of debt did not leave
And so the world left