Текст песни Aillion - Пустые слова

Lip service
muses. D.Mikulich, P.Elfimov
cl. P.Elfimov
                                                        

We so often thrown to the wind words
How cheap goods sell for pennies.
And if you have to lie - lie, with ease.
It has become difficult to trust themselves to each other,
Expecting a trick and benefits.

Chorus:
              A shiver of distrust in my heart.
              Salvation lies not in the world of thine.

We tend to believe in a happy ending,
But all the fixes no time.

Chorus:
              A shiver of distrust in my heart.
              Salvation lies not in the world of thine.

Bridge:
            Oaths, vows, prayers, promises
            Have now become empty words
            And singing voice breaks for the edification of those
            Who forgot about concepts: conscience and honor.
            
            The sky looks on our suffering
            Pale bitchy face of compassion,
            Believing that the mind of the human soul still there.

Chorus:
              A shiver of distrust in my heart.
              Salvation lies not in the world of thine.