Текст песни thaumiel. - Клетка

In my city again rain,
There were flowers in my house,
In my world, only love shadows,
Believe me, I knew this world. (x2)

Silk screen of spilled blood on fiber
Fabrics, leave dreams for tomorrow,
There will bloom the wind of migratory seagues,
Stasis inside scandals.

I cut myself to remember what is alive
In the eyes of the darkness and downed world,
Apartment as a crypt, even hunger cooled,
Forget your name, because the city is blind.