Текст песни Стигмата - здесь нет преград Мы мысленно чисты

Feelings of debauchery
breathing mechanisms
prick the consciousness
Let individuals

Who will untie my hands
Break the shackles of lies

People are looking for excuses
In the rays of the fading light
Their petty desires
His pride warmed
Here the world is ruled by anger
In the embrace of total collapse
Death , destruction , hunger
No more suffering and fear

believe me
For us there are no obstructions
Our thoughts are clean
From the mud and opened his eyes Rise
Raising his hands up

I can not believe
That is no longer the sun
Everything what sought
It turned into a delirium