Текст песни Исцеляющая музыка - Смерть.

I will drink all your poison inside you
And I will dwell in a devastated body, where there was a heart;
Where was the heart!
Where your beautiful heart used to be
I take root between thin ribs
I will stretch the branches to the sky
on which there were no leaves at all;
only the burnt fallen birds.

I look at myself from:
Everywhere where my head rolls, tulips and poppies will soon grow;
There I will leave to die this angular gray-haired reality,
Not once buried in my mind.
... and its fortress collapsed like a sand
under the heavy blow of closing eyelids ...