Текст песни Замёрзшие кварталы - Театр Абсурда

"Theatre of the Absurd"

Verse 1:
Again, alcohol is other people's gossip
Again, one evening I again
Time passes through the ages
This is the most terrible museum paintings
In the world of illusions of all the main roles
A hundred thousand times you are lived
You see the pieces of your nerve pain
For kings you eternal outcast
Golden the rule that all productions
Being invisible in the glare of spotlights,
The meaning then remain in the crowd?
If you're killed in the final ...
Life seduce all your senses
You're already a corpse, only a pulse in his hand
As one victim here of art
All this nonsense bequeathed to you.

Chorus:
Theatre of the Absurd - take second
Theatre of the Absurd - God antihero
Theatre of the Absurd - director Lucifer
Theatre of the Absurd - wait for the new prime minister.

Verse 2:
The fact that left-over sunrise
Night torn and burned these dreams
She remembers the cigarette smoke
What's in the sky allowed then together we
You leave a mark on her neck
His drunken smoky hut
your body will inspect the cops
And went into the sixth chamber
Night will take your mind yourself,
And in the glass leave sadness
And the fate of the two write lines
They read her old role.
We are the silent movie actors
In the game of life, changing subtitles
Life is said to play shit,
And let the final credits ...

Chorus:
Theatre of the Absurd - take second
Theatre of the Absurd - God antihero
Theatre of the Absurd - director Lucifer
Theatre of the Absurd - wait for the new prime minister.

Verse 3:
In a world where life - production of dough
Balsam is ruled by Satan himself,
Here, even the dead are sniffing coke
In a world where life is a great paradox.
In the theater of the absurd is no output,
You're just an actor in the troupe patients
Masks vary. The camera, light,
But living here has no place.
Grim killed all the senses for a long time,
There is no way even the window,
All writers are in a mental hospital,
Tears for them now say.
The devil is behind the scenes again,
But you remain on scene to stand
Applause. In the ecstasy of the crowd,
I do not care, that the soul of their emptiness ...

Chorus:
Theatre of the Absurd - take second
Theatre of the Absurd - God antihero
Theatre of the Absurd - director Lucifer
Theatre of the Absurd - wait for the new prime minister.
Theatre of the Absurd ...