Текст песни влужа - потерянный дом

I'm lost at home
forgotten everything that was once the familiar
on the tape is played Moldova
disastrous
infinitely severe
blood drizzle
and wrinkles across the face
I hate the heart
I stole from you and yourself
and they knock on the clock without end
and dust from the wall fray
Again the night again look tuporyl
and on the street thunder turned into a dead end
sky downcast and I went out to sea to drink
our motive boiling
burns pictures
I just hung
all of us do not find
around only apartment
and it's so quiet
locked up
Life rushes by
hung inside the house
and there are not forces
only infinite spaces
mission
God give me yourself
or simply forgive
Time does not heal
knife cuts
I skimp on the people
put to death
lost homes
hear the gnashing
this tape
also entangled in a dream
I listen to old emo
I look out the window
clouds are hiding behind one another
I lost my way out of the house
does not matter
I have just not at home