Текст песни ОКЕАН ТУМАНА - Мозайка священной лжи из крестов

Run through broken construction sites
Stepping on hundreds of nails
Noticing neither heat nor hunger
Meeting some whores on the way
Run in search of this saint
That threw nails under his feet
Reading prayers in a low voice
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On broken construction sites reading scraps
Signs leaving nails
To one day find this nits
And show where the meaning lives

And here it is getting hotter revenge
Ashes on the body death settles
And one by one the churches burn out
Millions of believers taking with them
And this is the end of a long game
Sand your faces, I fall asleep on top
On broken construction sites, everyone is waiting for you
Where these lines still burn out