Текст песни Саня Горенко - Созерцатель

I beg you, I beg you, dumb contemplation of the world,
Whatever you are: is it a harsh punishment
Ile dance of souls, or dance of bodies
under a hard weird bit.
Please give me knowledge
While the portal is open in Hell.

I'm not scared, I'm not scared to walk this dark lava
From human sorrow, lies and race to eternal glory,
From the many faces of morality
trampled, justifying the goal.
Your Caesar requires your Ave
Like morning coffee in bed.

And outside the window, and outside the window, the white ashes of grief swirl.
Such is the essence of the human soul: to blame the alien sea for everything,
To moan like a blizzard of super-winter
and wait when they check out the role.
And outside the window there is everything except
Living in the heart of eternity is pain.

So give me ... So give me poisoned contemplation
The ability to sleep and dream, and not wake up to the slaughter.
Born again, become the dawn,
You will smile at me.
So give me, give me knowledge
Save my Hell, because I am at the bottom.