Текст песни sCorThix - Порезы

We are the crimson drops on the winter window
The film is transparent and thin,
We remember the summer and see in a dream
This memory stuck in my soul with a shard

Drops of perfection, drops of warm blood
On a mute tile lay
With sharp silver I give them free rein
On paper leather thirty lines in a row

We float and drown, spin at the bottom
We are smooth ice floes with bubbles inside
Our eyes are defenseless, the veil has gone
We are at the hot spring of infinity

Drops of perfection, drops of warm blood
On a mute tile lay
With sharp silver I give them free rein
On paper leather thirty lines in a row

I watch the sunset in the sky above the birds
I'm a barely audible sound above the roof antennas
Do not build concrete boundaries between us ...
Hear me! Hear !!!