Текст песни Чертог Волка 2016 - Пополам

Wolf pane - in half

They said: "Be damn!
Pey, dying to the bottom ...
And your song is alien to us
And the truth is not needed! "
(I.V. Stalin, 1895)

When I stop remembering
And around the turn of a miracle wait,
Scraps phrases collect
In a single space
It will be easier for me to breathe
I can close your eyes
Without seeing more in the dark
False happiness

We are divided into half,
Turning dreams in trash
Evil will come and us
From night not going anywhere
But I will fight to the end
Sake of burning fire
For those seconds where I
And sick heart

And you can always hand back
Silence and not run
Do not break and not suffer
Blowing space
But it is impossible to reverse
Explain everything and not lie,
To not break
And be whole from part
We are divided into half,
Turning dreams in trash
Evil will come and us
From night not going anywhere
But I will fight to the end
Sake of burning fire
For those seconds where I
And sick heart

I will cut myself in half
The dream turns in the trash
Many completely extra flour
They are not going anywhere
But I do not live and day
Without burning fire
Without in blood broken hands
And sick heart