Текст песни Джей Фост - Ничего не случится

you called me once ancient god,
I do not know why. we have not talked about anything such.
I sought thee syllable,
you make me look and heel.
You woke my inspiration, and pulled out of the tavern,
and is separated from the eternal my Bloody Mary,
and then clapped loudly door
there were many colorful words
and his heart was beating like a bucket in the well.
so wanted to forget, to leave, to prick,
but something kept.
plunging me sting
You chained me
your eyes,
I poured the milk, instead of the usual balm.
You forgive my absence on the roads that lead to heaven,
and I looked at your thin protruding collarbone
and he knew that nothing would happen to you.