Текст песни Многоточие - Солнце

My sun, look at me
My palm turned into a fist
And if there is gunpowder - give fire!
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How many unfinished songs are gathering dust in my desk
Will I have enough strength to stay in this game?
Without rules when there are sharp edges around
They tease the old wounds, but they scare
I see wolf grins in the place of once faces
New tyrants breed new assassins
New time distorts old forms
And what was not acceptable is now the norm
I am not God and I remember the pain in fiery Gehenna
Seeking true light, authentic
Undermined by the soul, but not yet broken
At the crossroads of worlds, among meanings and words
I protect my I in the world of fakes and copies
At the end of an era amid psychoses and phobias
Clenched fists, keeping goodness in my heart
I'm waiting for a change in the light of a new day

My sun, look at me
My palm turned into a fist
And if there is gunpowder - give fire!
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Who will follow the path where you will be alone?
From cradle to gray hair, who was himself
Among the fallen leaves in the dust, envious words
Blind people who cannot live without shackles
Dream world, you thought this world is not like this
Then get ready to break the basics again
Lies around and it's a dark matter
The system doesn't need your soul, it needs a silent body
No faith, no love and hope
So you are already a corpse, my friend, or were you before
Darkness consumes the first knocked out pawns
Everyone else is at gunpoint between heads and tails
This is a new order in the fire of prophecy
Become many for many in the age of loneliness
Live in reality with light, and not as if it is dull
Open your eyes, soon morning

My sun, look at me
My palm turned into a fist
And if there is gunpowder - give fire!
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Sometimes it seems that our life is like a flight, a flight over something that does not exist. but even flying over the cuckoo's nest, be light ...