Текст песни Arch1 - Художник слова

Words on paper from a conscious image
Bouquets collected shades words on a white sheet
In the dark of the tunnel mentally in search of light
We are rhymes with blindness, in the word Draw dawn
Artist Words ..... Mattles make the brain again
The main instinct, such as internal call
Taken as the basis ... and it will always be
So far like blood on the veins, life through the streets of the city

Doomed, see a little more, we are not used to living with you silently
If not we, who else can, in this game, all sequeerate

In dark courtyards, in the old entrances of the Word Master in the dead kids
With a new idea in smoke of freedom, against the system we are not weak to go

Chorus:
Artist Words ..... Mattles make the brain again
You will be attacked, you hear, attacked
Artist Words ..... You will enhance the brain of my marriage
.............. you will enhance the brain .... brain .... brain