Текст песни HIERARCHY - Стена

Breathe
The dampness of the morning land
Wash uneven pitch
drops of dew
Words of prayer
Let turn to cry
Concrete cold
Try to language

I iceberg
I impregnable mountain
In the desert, the traveler
Wandering nowhere

Leaky dome
Do not see more dreams
Thin stream trickles
There is only light cold stars

Even a half-step
We are closer to the grave
To those who lie
The earth is cold
But through this cold
I feel the flames
Burning fire
Utterly burnt hearts

I iceberg
I impregnable mountain
In the desert, the traveler
Wandering nowhere
Home world
I'm a black hole
I twilight night
Blinding star