Текст песни sCorThix - Узоры тротуарной плитки

Steel spikes sprouting through the living tissue between the ribs
Limb opened for us, and for them - the precious time had come
Violate patterns paving slabs on dry pale skin
Sensation of grains of vibration inside of anything does not seem
The seeds have all been waiting singing harps, but the hand bone understands only gong
Although they can hardly take my electric throne

Clawed hand? Ile claw crab? Ile sucker tentacles?
Who does this limit of dreams - oak boards for the person
Tell someone you planted in my spirit and my flesh winding around?
Who whispers in my ear, strange thoughts clouded by hail?
Those who desired to subjugate human resource shimmering,
The cascade of the dead loops of his right, in the cold disastrous course

Water from melted snow days wrinkles flowing, flowing over the faces of the reapers
To rescue them from the sweltering midday heat embrace dreams
Sickles sharpened on showers rays immobilized six moons
Ping bends brings to the end of the string vibrations and tonic
It smells of the cellar, the mouse, and the grass field vorsinisty old bag
It will yaritsa languish for years - emitting stainless steel juice