Текст песни 1000 - Отчего

All assert that time heals ,
Then I became the exception .
It will not pass a single day ,
To myself I have not crippled
Crave Duma ,
Tosca desperate
What all in vain .
What all in vain .

Sometimes I am trying to recover ,
Stand up .
Put everything on a common footing.
But what a bastard !
No I can not
With him cope .
occasionally
Inside , there, behind the eyes,
As there is another world
Anguish endless ,
Illusions problems.

And awareness does not give me the strength .

Just feast
Madness
And the triumph of decadence ...
Even I do not know
From what
So disgusting .