Текст песни X-winger - Слепой старик

A blind old man used to look at the darkness
Dumb language lies at the mouth grin
The last time decided to donate the temple
The fire went out - it was filled with sand

From voids any shadow images
Screaming Cat: fighting between empty lights
To break the balance, fall to the ground, and on the ice
Beat the clock. Empty dreams vice versa.

Write garbage to favorites Kings
Cooking Day scraps mixed ideas
Boots biting, yelling her thoughtless
Word throw in the door nezakolochennuyu

Buried under a pile of crumpled sheets
Zlata thread and so on others like it
Cherish and protect scream
Accustomed to contemplate the space of a blind old man

P.S.
Ringed praised, and having learned buried.
Heart wrapped in a blanket and squeezed in the palm of your hand.