Текст песни My Son, My Home and My Tree - Всегда лишь моя вина

I am torn from the body and upwind
after many days turning into rags,
sticky leaves and slimy dirt,
became the body of the missing stumps.
I'm addicted to notes
from the kind of vocals
from new ideas and battered canons,
but once I tasted the medicine stronger
it is higher than thoughts
it's higher than pain
covers all sounds
thoughts about the past
turns a blind eye to a failed world
I tore myself off the medicine
I myself chose the leaves and slimy dirt.