Текст песни blankzero - обрывки памяти

Nothing will be - on the part of the soul
My fate - to collect memory fragments
You know your rules , habits
Brought to the state of the disease , have to fear
Wide open all the window - let in air poisoned ,
Open the tap water there bloody , but it is fashionable
Another that I can not believe
Werth language endless staircase
Before you go is useless , but you warm
I cold - again , I'm not a fool ,
It just aches , or conscience of time ,
And whether in time holes
Why do we have with you the war , when there is a tea house
and a sense of security after weeks of paranoia .