Текст песни T3R - Грёзы 5, 6, 7

He's scared to die every day
Where natural instinct meets pain.
Invisibility of the edge of other people's losses,
Where dreams disappear 5, 6, 7.

Behind the next wall, the hungry gaze of the eyes,
From seed to sun, familiar pain
Where hope was born
A king will be born of the mad world.

He is afraid to cross the line -
Then he will reach out his hand to her,
Smell your hair and eyes
See separation and fear.

But when his eyes close
Hands dig into hot flesh
Golden water flows through my teeth
Drunken sleep can no longer help.

His life, His dream, His fear -
Your life - His passion - is a thin thread.
Milk life will seep between your legs
He tried so hard not to spill it.