Текст песни SecRellA - Атмосфера

Who is the creator of your soul?
Is it easy to create his drawings? (Breathe)
Of the world in which you live
In that lies the truth prevails over (Live)
Upfront is not at all mask hanging
The panel involved fake paint (Love)
The warm words are not enclosed meaning
Feeling tired of falling so low
(Fly)

Finding Faith
In the alleys of the universe
Where our problems
Do not have a solution

The layers of the atmosphere
Mazes and walls
Where thoughts reserves
lost sizes

For atmosphere
There is the "first" ..
It is not open
By Theorems or schemes
It is next to each
If you only believe ..
Find the strength to
To seek his goal!
Despair puts us on his knees
It Tormans each of the generations
We are all equal, but it seems to oblivion
The conviction itself loses links

Believe. Believe in yourself!