Текст песни Necropolis - Смерти вопреки

I paint my dreams
I thought of the sculpt your image
I expect fever insight
Are you one of those who leads the

On his deathbed blazing fireplace
I'm running in place while standing
Tears shower obrekshih rest
Lie down on the stones , begging sleep

Thrust needle pierce the brain
More is not alive, but not dead
And the body is bound by the fire
I was captured by his fate

I lost my will and strength
I climbed up on you
But he came back again
And once again he lost himself

Only echoes sluggish and dull
On the other side , where is my life
Come , finding form
Do not allow to escape deeper down