Текст песни -1 - Cтраницы черных гримуаров

Left with cold broken glass , I incised circular muscles of the mouth .
And I continue to smile, do not see a reason for mourning.
And if again disperse torn seams on the wound of my nightmares ,
So I will make your soul dancing in the dark , tearing the pages print dark grimoires .
A drip of common sense , we never get up from his knees .
I'm turning off the monitor , listening to the whisper of white walls .