princess n - black surface
текст песни

We are all mime
Wheeling somewhere on horizontals of surfaces
where there is no concept of good, honor, loyalty
where the salt is scattered by someone
who screams - unfortunately
His curve flavor
Absurd in all sorts of signs
But anyone needs explanations
And in the answers
And therefore shelters
Stupid stereotypes
Indeed and other
All that people would not be done
not breaking the black surface
where under each side
one else is lying about God and not only
Other fuck
until he dies
And everything is anew
And I hope I
Particle of snow-white salt
Over the stitching boards
which carrots carry in the space of emptiness,
Where are our voids
When disperse, they grow in search of time
what would like to relieve burden
imposed on us
God
how to get out of the shackles of culture, politics,
We can still be saved,
repentant, pretending to whitewash
Praying for freedom that they themselves invented
As we are stupid
In wounded
Smoke cigarettes
saving is looking for which there is not there
and heartburning sobbing border
Realizing that help inside you
Only then inhate full breasts
Fly bird
We can satisfy
Always
We - scattered salt
above the black surface
like stars
and when hitting wounds
Call pain
But it will pass, everything will pass
After all, while someone dies
Someone lives, an indisputable cycle
Where, I am sure, prove
What you do not bear moles,
And whales
Over the stroke of the azure water
from whose innocent tears
reflecting our souls
as the souls of distant who gone stars