Essence of brain smell like autumn night. We wade through overgrown mind. Absorbing vanity is in Your head sorts distress and sin.
Spirit is destroyed by the dark side Of men’s experiment of time. Sturdiness of the schedule bliss Train of existences.
At night your sleep is broken by the storm Of double-faced and nasty forms. Your lie comes through your veins and brain And cause the soulful pain. You can’t forget about the props Day after day becoming lost. There’s a madness in your head. You’re guilty about that.
Rise with light! Forget your troubles, quit your business! Every night You should to sleep and should to treat your sickness. Only if The conscience will be clear Your nightmare Turn to the energy and disappear.
Hysteria now is near You are on the edge of tear. Gremlin want to steal your gold. You have to lose the last hope.
Credits, deaths, betrayals are the base Of our era, and with grace These things escort the frail life And laugh in one's beard, sharp the knife…
At night your sleep is broken by the storm Of double-faced and nasty forms. Your lie comes through your veins and brain And cause the soulful pain. You can’t forget about the props Day after day becoming lost. There’s a madness in your head. You’re guilty about that.
Rise with light! Forget your troubles, quit your business! Every night You should to sleep and should to heal your sickness. Only if the conscience will be clear Your nightmare turn to the energy and disappear.
Thoughts and feels Spin like wheels…
Wheels break down while ride Is coming to the dark. You have to have On your face the burn mark Of acts that bring The pain for other men. Your soul is ill! Your flours will be so shrill!
At night your sleep is broken by the storm Of double-faced and nasty forms. Your lie comes through your veins and brain And cause the soulful pain. You can’t forget about the props Day after day becoming lost. There’s a madness in your head. You’re guilty about that.
Your sleep is broken by the storm Of double-faced and nasty forms. Your lie comes through your veins and brain And interrupt the rest again. You can’t forget about the props Day after day becoming lost. There’s a madness in your head. And you are guilty about that.
Your sleep is broken by the storm Of double-faced and nasty forms. Your lie comes through your veins and brain And cause the soulful pain. You can’t forget about the props Day after day becoming lost. There’s a madness in your head. You’re guilty about that.
Rise with light! Forget your troubles, quit your business! Every night You should to sleep and should to heal your sickness. Only if the conscience will be clear Your nightmare turn to the energy and disappear.