Текст песни Praxis - Тонкие нити мечты

Not even the sound is heard
Breaking wings
Are not going to remember
What do you want
And the ice like a dirt
And tears of acute pain
I do not want to fall
Over the brink dreams

I close my eyes
Not wanting to see
The Awful Truth
Smile for the camera
And the fact that I see her

broken skin
And you destroyed yourself
For thin filaments dreams

Not even the sound is heard
Breaking wings

The solution in my eyes
Putting yourself in the shadow
You stayed only in my dreams
Leaving the error decay
New turn of the last day
Burns your dream

And you takes back the land
And the crown of thorns Doomsday
Burns your dream