Текст песни Mater Lacrimalis - Агония

I'm tired crucified in life to go,
The legs are all in the wounds, those who are sanging in the blood.
For which the pain is trying to scrubbing claws,
Burning the chronicle of the past days.

In place of tears, stones and stalks.
In place of hugs, hungry maples.
In place of a farewell look.
Control shot in the temple.

Burned alive, seeing darkness.
Alone with worms in gaping holes.
From the subconscious, where the voice is dumping
Through the coffin boards whispers prayer.

In place of tears, stones and stalks.
In place of hugs, hungry maples.
In place of a farewell look.
Control shot in the temple.