Текст песни Волчий Источник - Умирающая Реальность

Vibrating air flowing down from the walls,
On the brink of madness waiting for change.
Nerves tormented inaudible sound
Rippling little space around.
I hear the bell trampled trails
Rotting forests, thorny snow.
The schizophrenic kaleidoscope
It rotates the reality of bad dreams.
I do not understand where the truth, a lie,
And yet I hear a terrible cry.
I hear the bell trampled trails
Rotting forests, thorny snow.
And madness poisons minds,
Spit venom alien worlds.
Faith blind devours peace
Oozing energy my black sleep.
I hear the bell trampled trails
Rotting forests, thorny snow.
Vibrating air flowing down from the walls,
On the brink of madness waiting for change.
Wings cold bottomless silence
Wash my image, erase my world.