Текст песни OXXXIT - дэмо.

On treschenah in the asphalt, as coffee grounds
Where one sees the image, and that's the essence of
Again dawn produce - shadows ilyuzy
Reason in polutumane and you will not be served meals

Life is far from being plain around the cliffs - prone
Where people have locked their world and prone to suicide
Where people are crazy, hopes fall screaming into the water,
Where every third person like a quiet pool

Again, under the veil of the night somewhere trailed catch
But time does not turn and do not hide behind the hill in the balmy
After all, one way and we prem to the goal as uimi holf
Ambitions lot of blood, but I'm not Steve Jobs