От Серафима Альбом первый - 70 cm³ of Your Chest 2015 г.
Sunrise doesn't take part in one's life You won't ever catch a glimpse of a sunset When you're frightened of your own shadow Million of voices meaning silence All the motions standing still And you fear being solitary Only then you can discover noises within Clinging on echoes of the past They are more precious than nowadays life You think to have nothing is better than to have entirely lot But you make promises and always owe the world How to make you see These purple skies Blue stinging snow Becaue happiness is illness when raised by hate When life will turn tangled you'll feel The soul as a stone As an abandoned home Everyone have moved out and only quitness is grieving for you Living isn't a habit And exitence couldn't be learned by heart If you see stagnated planets Release them and stop drowning the world