Текст песни Syndrome XP - Пророк

Learn to walk on water
Learn to read between the lines
And creating a mystical image,
Call yourself a God prophet.
Barefoot, tearing your feet
Parse the philosophy of phrases,
And die so cruel in the end
From the hand that has made us mad.

We are not alone on this earth.
Came again as if in a dream.
Open door, your tears
They ask me not to leave.

Give me night, give me time
This time gives us a lesson.
Break the chains of sleep
You will wake up alone again.
Don't scream this is a dream
See the wings fall down.
He is one angel of evil
I ask the time to stop.

You suffered for this love
You dreamed about her so endlessly.
Not afraid of the twist of fate
You didn't hide your face.

Give me death
Take my life
I'm so tired of looking for peace.