I.Witness - Лимб - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Burnt sprouts through the orders sprouted among the walkers of the spoken firings. Sloni's head in hope, get ready to be even more. Depraved and Yun, cold and happy. Hold the walls of the coneers, and our bonds - leash. My Lamb has lost mind, the first circle of hell, a dead end and the last frontier. Neither glorify nor punished, we are doomed and equalized by a series of syringes, hospitals and diets. I chose myself, I got stuck, I threw it all without realizing why. And every day it seems to be stolen, as if they are taken into duty at a degree, a blind chaser clinging to death in the throat. And let the rain pours endless days, and let the dirty asphalt lipnet, my horizon has long been broken. Say, this is we, or someone for us cling to stones with the last hope and jumps from the roofs of cold concrete houses. I'm waiting, I wait for the flood, I wait for the fire, liberation. Let there be a fire, let the flood be the only output and cleansing. There is no home return. I am in these dry poplar. I got stuck in myself and snatched part of myself. There is no home back.