Текст песни 13 минус - МАРИОНЕТКИ

Gray people and gray skies
What could be better?
No emotion, no happiness on their faces
As if each of them is a secret killer bitch.
The border of consciousness is shrouded in haze
You can’t see the sincerity behind her.
Half Faith in a Demigod
Half-life? Would you all face the rapids.
Instead of truth, reflection
Gray streets, gray everyday life.
No change, everything is static here.
If only the mask did not fall off the face under the shower.
These are your demons, your thoughts and inventions.
The city is gray, people are empty from the inside with holes on the floor of the chest.
Lost in days, or rather copies of them,
I sit carcassing the bulls on my knees.
The city may not be so terrible
But the people in it are crippled ..