Текст песни Delia - Межа

Standing on the edge between reality and the world of dreams,
But the sight was only sadness of past events.
The desire to rid consciousness darkens again,
I first decided to get out of living conditions.

In his own world of flesh torn my soul
Imagine fruit again draws my dream.
I find myself every night on the blade of a knife -
The illusion of the mind has captured.

I feel at ease only among the shadows
And I have no chance to escape from the world of artificial people.
But find a way out of the maze of his soul,
I wake up on time without skipping limits.

In his own world of flesh torn my soul
Imagine fruit again draws my dream.
I find myself every night on the blade of a knife -
The illusion of the mind has captured.

Free yourself
From obsessive thoughts.
Forget dreams
What is not found.
And a new day
I will make his first step
For oblivion desire
Winning.