Текст песни Tetan - Слепой художник

Blank faces pass by, without cause
Harmless sighing swallowing dust
Sears were nylon loop
Serpent neck wound pulling wires
The cries are not heard, softly, dried bundles
Like in the desert constant thirst
Hope, like a mirage, and they can not be seen
Because their faces are empty, to embark
Throwing grain in the ground for each track
What would one day wake up in a green garden
And the race went over his bare feet
Kissing morning mist dry lips
The rivers that dreamed and drank plenty
And the views of the warm lights lit up again
I rushed into the sky, reborn from the ashes
On the pages of the old legend about a bird

Under the concrete boxes are scattered fragments
Previous fallen stars are not required or how many
Just think, after seeing the broken mast
How can we, with the drop boxes childhood dreams

A gust of wind, and standing without his ticket
With dumb question on the lips of unanswered
Puppet for coins in someone's hands
Really all so is seen in the children's dreams
Fear turn around and make your move
More terrible than to live so tell me how ?!
You do not answer, parched throat ligaments
A desolate look in black and white paint
In the corridor steps to touch the wall
Forgetting looks like the light, living in his shadow
Invisible bars, stronger steel cage
On the chessboard hold someone's pawn
With a gust of wind to fall into the jaws of the ban
At a meeting of counter flow is a payment
The scent of freedom, it is to hire
A second weakness in the legs and you're out of bondage slave