Текст песни JesusChrist - скит и прочая хуета

morning, looked out of the curtains,
a terrible storm outside.
and the window weeping children
that there is no happiness in this world.
that there will be nothing,
that all of us will forget the world.
and even a man in a wheelchair
I felt out of place.
I realized I was entombed in cement paste
what that feeling unfulfilled hopes, stupid desires.
it is time to leave, to leave you alone.
as people rushed to work,
while I was in a daze robot.
and there is no concern to me,
forgotten everyday turnover me.
forgotten the kindness and tenderness,
I will be nice to play in the undead.
and then do not survive, they do not ask,
this mercury with us along the way.