Текст песни Skif - Меланхолия

Melancholia feeling familiar to me
These stories tear me a share.
Gusting anger, oppressed on the grain of aggression
Antidepressants do not save from depression.
The heart rushes out, the pulse breaks from under the skin,
Nerves all at the limit, weeks last longer
Gods will not help, playing their roles
The dream liturgical gives rise to melancholy.
There is no tendency to communicate, the psychosis covered it
Fastened paints by someone asked ink
There are no roads to paradise, and the dawn will not come
In me, the gloomy shadows, and the light is lighted only.
All my life, only gaps between dreams
Only those moments float before the eyes.
Wind will erase everything in ashes, while buried in the clay
We all uydom in the sky, a true picture.
There is only silence and anxiety redundancy
I saw that dream on prepodnebesnom doorstep.
Had seen the pain of others, tears in their eyes they
We have no right to judge, judge in heaven.
It symbolized the pain and its consequences
Nervous breakdowns, laid more detsvte
Needle under the skin to the bone pain worries
Prayers are useless if cast god.
Eyes swollen from the endless pressure
What are the flour, there is a sense of regret
Heart rate, one to one, and there is a dotted line
I mopped up holes this fucking world.