Текст песни Лёд 9 - мёд

on the sheets of paper clean conscience baby
when the sky was the sun and the crescent
intertwined letters in strange poses without shame
and the one who saw it became sick forever
eyes soaked sponge lust directly into the brain
in a dark skull embryo grew crepe
To disrupt the lips of teeth cut the umbilical cord
slip into the warm ear
jewel in the outlandish twists hemispheres
giving birth more dangerous than fantasies nightmares
and the one who thinks that he brought to people like Prometheus light
in fact, the one-eyed Polyphemus as blind
ancient bones of the dead sharpen bookworms
builders tombs writing exercises for mobile
street soul forgot his father
ritual fire for taking the sun

Do not forget the devil is in the printing ink
So before you make public
check the taste of what you read
honey sweet death bear bites of wild bees

This is a dangerous than the lava of Vesuvius Pompeii
wick candle burning greedy glory madness
easily get lost traveler seeing the fire in the night
joy to be saved enthusiastic shouts
We were waiting for you so you really need us
your name out to dinner as a meal
and you're in a hurry there with the soul wide open
for himself spoon stew cup
Reality fades in the pouring fiction
incorporeal creatures breed cross between a snake with a donkey
copulating constructions of lines and points
ruining trusting alone
Here eternal winter and banned digit three
Each comes with its own fire within
glass madness polkubika gloom
and these manuscripts do not burn even in a fireplace

Do not forget the devil is in the printing ink
So before you make public
check the taste of what you read
honey sweet death bear bites of wild bees