Текст песни ВАНТУЗ - В ТЕАТРЕ ЛЮДЕЙ

My dream comes alive connecting parts
Overcoming the tenets of morality and installation
Tears of excitement with his fear of interfering
I stand it loudly proclaiming - live
Swallow air rewards and go into the unknown
Nope, and that there was no burden heavier for honesty
Bluster again destroy all torn to pieces
And only the heart to restore all of the threads to the point
Which began and then my dream is inviolable
Love living machine inside rotten regime
Woe to those who believe that the time to digest all
Time substance only this matter ages
Lifting up on a pedestal incredibly simple
Mind body spirit or three competing here
Not accepted bets and do not solve the debate
There is no contract and the final date

Not to break the circle within the system of exchange
Against the background of this dilemma has erected scene
Actor cleverly changing its body and registration
Without being randomly someone to be recognized risk
While he is looking for growth without stopping the basics
And the builders are ready to have scenes
It's just a game you put the role of
Play to the public joy to play for the public pain
Rotate these flows to the surprise of all
In the theater of the sea millions of answers to problems
Just in front of the dilemma is your reflection
That looks straight in the eye and does not conceal contempt
Cracked mask opened behind her new faces
Cracked black wrinkle deeply hurt
Game over Sir twelfth hour
Unfortunately this happens once every one of us

I go pushing their doubts scenes
Tearing off the face of indifference on the background of the benefits of opinion
You're a genius? No I also play fine threads
Adding that raise my movements hurried
And the fate did not go away as not to get out of the role of
Puppet dreams only of his own free will
Soaring above the ground back drop chips
And then delight fly through the air cap
Reward dead by the glory it is not necessary to live
Applause whistling in the wind as if under a hail
The game will die on the screen and will not rise from Laika
The game is played by the designer plays a housewife
And you excited then only when the game is you
As if a cat and mouse in this theater of words
I ditch the last thread all capillaries and veins
And leaves only the heart of the center of the tiny stage

Decorations heat and blizzards
Timing month and week
Change often suits and skirts
The script defines actions