Текст песни Кнульп - Поиски

When does it all stop I don't know
In the vicissitudes of the hero’s disease and its plot
In the notes of the crazy and the exiled
In people who are used to laughing and ironic.

But what about our unwritten stories
We are supposedly smart and strong
Perception will die without an essay
Without life, a small fraction of existence will disappear

Ran together from this tower
From the Maupassant Tower, vulgar, heavy
But do not run away from yourself my dear
As face to face not to see.

Not. Not. Not. You scream to me
You say running is the only way out
Exit the point of no return
With a bisector of constant debauchery.

Let's close this topic, we won’t
I'm sad to talk about your exits
Wait, let's stop this violence
And we will live in a passionate stream of powerlessness