Текст песни SmallThunder - Кошмар

With him there is something God mug pokorezhena
Is concerned and alarmed door blocked by
Yes, he is afraid of light and passes all passers
Scrape the windows it seems too scary shadow
Do not give rest to the dream and the terrible voice
He hears a groan and instantly stood on end hair
He wakes up at 3 am in fear is very concerned
All the shutters rattle his evil wants to take so
Evenings with horror to the bed so he wants to sleep and
Setting the clock on the tablecloth thinking of dialectical materialism
But to pay his life comes an hour in a cell
And the nightmare cloud slides on the door handle
Wet pillow naughty blanket smothers
sweating cold seen it just came off the rails
Life is like a grinder and it as a dead carcass body
Let the conveyor decapitate and sap

This prevents a nightmare to live
And dangling bonds from the body to the soul
his diagnosis is clear but doctors are powerless
and no drug on the planet to heal his

he neurologists psychologists, biologists
walks with lowered face, he wandered even astrologers
but those with a surprised smile scratched turnip, beard
eyes in search of the truth as the running in all directions
The bones ache seen sick from lack of sleep
body asks for help but in the soul of a panic
As if covered all the fears that small feared
Not fun harlequin clown scares even the dummy
Turned acquaintances and connections with them are torn
And parents sat somewhere in their rooms
I became somehow mad even sometimes weary
And remove your favorite phone number
He does not walk to school in those slums Institute
Now the ladies say that they are prostitutes
Houses eternal scandals screams loud knock
A walk by the window and portends death court