Текст песни Art Master - Вечная, призрачная, встречная

I myself am not mine, my trace is lost
I am headlong in the grains of time.
Fell to the bottom and metronome
Counts in silence.

While everyone is waiting for the truth to come
Holy lie sounds true
And hides his eyes and poison poison
The temptation of my soul.

Losing

I did everything and left everything
There are almost no rules in my game,
And my hero does not hold the line
And climbs into trouble.

I have come true dreams and revelations
In the hands of fate is my salvation.
My main nerve is threaded into a needle
Extremely nude ...

Chorus:
Eternal
Ghostly, oncoming
Can save me.
The everyday plot of all religions.

Betrayed
Loyal to me and me.
The Executive has experienced birth and death
In every world ...

Solo.

Chorus:
Eternal
Ghostly, oncoming
Can save me.
The everyday plot of all religions.

Betrayed
Loyal to me and me.
The Executive has experienced birth and death
In every world ...