Текст песни Quickstaff - Спектр мыслей

In my head a lot of unreasonable words
And that I am not unormal promotion hundred
Every day I speak with me on this topic
Most likely an uninvited demon
Schizophrenia next night without sleep
And in the shower certainly not sugar and not spring
These last days I like the undead became
In the head in a minute of thoughts, they were not liquefy ...
Before my eyes, one illusion, leaf
And thoughts just deception like illusionist
I would have passed until the end of this path myself, but
Do not leave me my mind well, stay with me !!!
All these days I am not in my body
As if someone is in me and we divide yourself together
True, I don't need your detector Mr.
Doctors diagnosed to me "Spectrum of Things"