Текст песни Норма Псевдоразума - Небо сомнений

Heaven and met me drops
Shine!
Cigarette add fire
No!
How much food to choke ?
Mud.
Climbs outside home
Prince !
Dragged into the magic world
Pain.
All pierces my soul feast
Salt.
I am rolling in to the wounds ,
I'm alive,
Stowe !
Honey I'm not that ,
-Poy !
Madness terrible doubts
Darkness-
Absorb the cries of their opinions ,
Trinket ,
The chains fell from his wrists others ,
Fear.
Take possession of the body and the spirit
Bah !
Shot heard a neighbor edge
ear.

© Norma Psevdorazuma