Текст песни Praxis - Новый виток спирали

I cried when on stage
People ruled my body
Dirty hands and female lust
I pluck one by one my mask

I sharpened their teeth
Rectangle gray tiles
Brad barely audible thoughts
He broke in mind, reviving unreality

I devoured always a lot of emotion
To all that before I died
We laughed and ate each other
Yesterday still ate up your hands

I'm not crazy, I'm trying to hide
I want my I sounded
In the context of your heartbeat
The toy is broken for spares
We sit and drink coffee
I throw you face in the ashes
And when you cry
You will understand that you are also a pawn

A new round of the spiral

I saw myself in the mirror in the bud
I was not alive, I was dead
I was breathing and brain wanted
Doping for the Future of action
Closing all the doors
They blind tearing my brain
I ran from the scene
To the place where I understood again