Текст песни Esse Delirium - Вскрытие

My soul is tired this morning died
In it there is nothing left of what used to be valuable
Everything was tore to shreds, in the dim light cigarettes
Crushed in the ship's night in fighting with himself
There will be no more than life to us, we are too fond of death
Maybe just one last chance to change everything
Wait a minute!

Autopsy shower!

Sharp scalpel along nerve fibers
Rips recently living the dream
Enjoying the moment of agony -
Sick Mind ninth symphony!

Yes forget the great and just Unforgiven -
Blessed, cursed and oppressed,
But from the ashes once again in the name of madness born!