КооперативништяК - Преломления - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Smoke a day with a smoke in a square of the window,

Again, spring moves from Zamogilya.

The word is not a crow, death is not a crocodile ...

I will get out of the coffin, look at the world.

I will manifest the fog in vacuum dreams,

Craving the sugar with a flock of turtles,

The steel of occult forces will ring the arrow,

The dull God of God will choke with blood.

... invisible, they go among us, and when we join them, with the same invisible growing in the night, and only through refractiveness you can see us, and those who do not have them do not see us, for their eyes are blinded millstones of righteousness.

I'm telling you. To the one who speaks in a distorted dialect, I know well that he holds you in this circle. I saw the hounds of the barrier lying in anticipation of the souls of the righteous. They - guardians of circles and grow on the threshold of time and their spatial projections move around them, hiding them. They move only through refraction. Although they depend on curved dimensions. The hounds of the barrier will appear unknown and terrible, follow them consciously to the lines of space. Invisible they roam among you. In places. Where rites are performed.

Other of them take the human appearance, not knowing what they do when blood spils, the Satan’s grotto retreats, taking the forms that I know well. Others are gaining anger, waiting, and preach their huge wings, knowing perfectly that one day I will call them again!

And the ghosts of the night will appear, and bending to their claws, huge hounds will turn over, waiting for an opportunity to jump into this world.