Лабиринт Атлантов - меняй
текст песни

You hear how to thunder over the window
They are waiting for your madness
Any result is important
Consider your duty to inspire and carry a preach in a whisper
Cutting with sharp words
Written on the walls
Read more memory shelves
There are no wrong ways
Shadow will hide a crossroads behind you
Black benefits on a light background
For every word - horizon
Who knows how to be silent - before the depths of the roads
Time imprisoned
Freedom, like a snake, wraps him off, squeezes the vessel and stings its roots
Freedom from getting used to unknown
From exaltation to fall
stagnation of eye currents - Awakening of groundwater
No matter how far you are throwing stones
Legs are always off the shore
Know your limit
Standing on the edge, you remember three times that
Dictionary - notes of experience, tormented to holes
And take off to paroxysm
In the rough courtyards, corners will press you on the turns
I was looking for myself in everything and everywhere
Where is my city
Where are my conversations
The earth leaves from under the feet
I'm leaving
Opening the mouth
What you need is.
why you need - run
Who needs - scream
Everything is boring except really your
And why are shocks and sorrows to understand that
I'm always at home
Thank you that voice that did not end and saved, wherever you are
I found a hole in myself
What always signs in the chest
When the forces end
Know that there were more than ever
On the last inspiration we will laugh in the face
wrap
And dance on it
Burning eyes to stew with tears
Nothing is twice
Everything is at least endlessly
As maximum nothing

I let go 21 times and look
As the remains of my summer eat the remains of my summer on the backyard of the streets
I will always find a place under this languid sky
Among you with a light embankment
Circle round dances
Flow the balance
Sow an eclipse
I know how hopelessly all justice and compassion are doomed
They are destined to break forever about indifference and fear

Creators cry in this world
And they always pay twice three
I don't have a dream place
My place in my pocket with a blunt angle of the triangle gather dust
And constantly think, ask questions
Who told you all my dreams
Who hung the shackles on my words
And who is so important for me to dig forever looking for answers
Stones
Leaving more and more secrets behind him
Squeeze, tear off
Come on shoots
I am the same sad moss
Listen to the river smell
Ask the tone to the generation
Who if not us,
Those very heroes of the century
We have life and sadness in us
Laugh, looking into the eyes
All the signs that everyone is looking for
For a long time under the skin, the beast languis
When there is no air left
I will exhale with ease and pick up my whole chest
And if those days had not been reduced
Then each flesh would be doomed
But for the elect, there will always be light

And if the palm is able to close the sun, then what is all you capable of?
The world belongs to the one who is glad for him
And the idea that I
I will become someone's memory
I remember
I look to blind impulses
And ditch