НЕКРОСЕПСИС - Аллергия на счастье - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And people are blinded, the darkness surrounds them, they forget about clear feelings, tears and pain - everything is ahead. Almost anger, annoyance to others, they are tired of keeping everything inside. They go out with severe power, it is allergic to happiness. The fire devours lost feelings, the wind will carry them out their own fear. Black sky swallows these sounds, giving them firelessly to burn. While in the cradle. The path of them is insensy. While in the cradle of their own niche, their path is inglorious. Moving above, to a black sky, where the licks of the dead are returned back. In that stale world, where the walls are broken, where there are a lot of pain, where joy and moans, where a thin line between life and death, and here we live with allergies for happiness. We burn and with this open, your feelings forward. Fly in heaven, counting a second, look down, how people fall. Loudly shout in the hearts of oblivion, humiliate yourself with their own contempt.