Текст песни Лёд 9 - точильный камень п.у. МС 1.8

life bird flies in efforts
on the day tired eyelids soot settles
consciousness quickly extinguished embers white
trying to forget that the world was made
leaving the motionless human carcass
from the open mouth on the night of the soul fly
avoiding clots fog light spots
Only the pure in heart can see them
and the blind animals whine sensing executioners
flowers wither and foam boils creek
spirits hurry to the basement of an abandoned house
pretending that they have with each other are not familiar
there in the dark spinning steel wheel
with insane speed multiplied by one hundred
in the blood of babies are hardened thousands of years ago
he put one of whom do not speak

grindstone turns tirelessly
until the space will break with a crunch and
stops quieter time not yell
Plug your ears feel the sound inside

cover of night strokes paint black day
in bed paralyzed body with human masks
phantoms quietly flied out to rattle sound
jarring but attracts forest of hands
gray stone spitting sparks but no flame
covered in a black scab eyes no banner
snatches victory white flag too moth
worms envy love betrayed
More hot claws honed malice
penetrate without a trace and sound directly into the womb
bears the mark of a new trial on the forehead of a new donor
thin thread torn
sky tons presses on the head and back
the gnashing ears burn with a hot tin
unclean need all new wounds look a
and there you will see all the flaws in the bottom of the pit

grindstone turns tirelessly
until the space will break with a crunch and
stops quieter time not yell
Plug your ears feel the sound inside