Текст песни Мария Маус Дубинская - Демоны

To defeat their demons - there is little chances, no matter how old:
Each round is an open injury, awarded Gestalt,
Salts will cover it and wash out in the snow flooring,
Unspoken "Farewell."

Goodbye your demons - only sincerely, let it not immediately
Define them in a queue by tours, as in the hospital,
Bahil give more more - do not stop let, infection,
if they came to be treated.

Healing your demons - without hope for gratitude:
Open their abscesses and put the wounds to the wounds,
To yourself, admit as a level, as integrity and as a given -
And it will be much easier.

Take your demons - only answer the doors themselves,
Let them drink at least honey, even a charm of your blood -
And each of your feet will come with a home beast.

And love them, you hear?
Yet they are yours.

(p.) Estet Tobiasovich