Текст песни Кроме Пустоты - Illumate

Out at dusk wisdom from owls?
But it happens that the world is dull, the days are fresh, as the taste of water
Mountain problems only grow, and the mountains want gold
And we run from loneliness in the society of drugs
And it seems you are just a prisoner of a gaping emptiness
And we are only crumbs in the ancient sky shining from the star
Do not believe, inside we are the stars: the same dust is splashing in us!
And you were in Dream: my verse, like an effective ammonia
I burned in this case, more friendly than Icar
I burned in this case, burning Zhanna d'Ark
Once seeded itself, passed through the millstone
Now the time has come to reap the harvest
Know no such who did not fall
You are not alone and not in vacuum
To win, you are looking for tactics
But you understand: the world is not enemy you
Yes, cold and full of darkness
But there are still bonfires
In it - you, and therefore, there is already a little less than the immense void

[Chorus 2: ILLUMATE]
People have their feelings sent to Quarantine -
I still feel everything except fucking emptiness
We wake up from how the soul is a soul. Love dust:
I still feel everything except fucking emptiness

I dance on coals and inhale hot smoke:
I still feel everything except fucking emptiness
When you die again, you wake up already different
After all, space is full of worlds, except for fucking emptiness

People have their feelings sent to quarantine -
I still feel everything except fucking emptiness
We wake up from how the soul is a soul. Love dust:
I still feel everything except fucking emptiness

I dance on coals and inhale hot smoke:
I still feel everything except fucking emptiness
When you die again, you wake up already different
After all, space is full of worlds, except for fucking emptiness