Текст песни Sculptor - Селезёнка

Keeping that mood
What Black Autumn has inspired.
That does not give the heart salvation.
Only pierce and the name does not ask.
Run away from yourself doomed.
Making our way through the thick jungle.
So that desires, hidden dreams.
Suddenly they did not become empty once.

Hear the rustle of the foliage under your feet.
And dance and spin alone
Fill up with a wonderful laugh from pain.
So that everything was not so cruel.
And burn, wither and bliss.
Fall into the sky with your soul unwarmed.
And then you won't believe yourself.
That autumn was a hot summer.