Текст песни Your Schizophrenia - Поток сознания

tell me about suicide,
 sleep in the cradle of the seventh vertebra.
 and do not listen to these prayers ,
 anathema for nothing .

 at the depth of your tears
 sinking sun burned out during the summer .
 nobody dies.
 while my song is not sung.

 Dance like a blind man
 wind kissing blank walls .
 do not come back home.
 You have already replaced .