Текст песни Стихи великих поэтов - Negative, Cries For Help

From the dim light power
Fastidiously view street demon;
Someone hiding in the haze of prostration
Runs after deadly drone-dark forest.

Train fill up steam pitch darkness
I'm desperate and I can not escape
Fir branches waving throwing off snow
I hate this winter, with the snow drifts tayas-
Ubegu.

Blockages mercy brink
Considered pupils like coals
In short, the old seal
With a sigh of righteous prayers.

I am more than ever tired
Tired feet trample dust
Tired hands tear ridges
Head requires oxygen
These thresholds elevated island
From oil and rocks
I'm up all night staring at the stars.
You're my new year twilight.