Текст песни Bojevilla - Реальність

being only a tiny web
and what's behind it
chaos of madness
maybe that's the real reality
and this reality is red

like furniture scattered in my head
with only the weightless bodies around
and with the same red hands
I cover your face

life is a tragedy
future events
Utopia
no dreams come true
and again those furniture in my head
only the weightless body
around

purity of my old beliefs
filled with pus of new knowledge
that do not let you think about you my new choice
the right choice is possible
maybe

this new pain will not be a lesson
this new choice is yet to come out

and an underground rebellion soon erupts with the plague
and I will not see its fruits
for I lie with my head pierced
In muddy and rusty water
i'm already tired of enduring life among those
who are already used to enduring life amongst myself
and my blood shall not wash away sins and shame
will always remain in your hearts before your eyes
empty glass eyes