systemasystem - HB
текст песни

These thin walls they hear everything, everyone knows.
They will not say a word, they still call me
There is no one else here,
It’s completely dark here, it’s completely dark here.

Millions of flows, knowledge of the world
Computers feed, feed TVs
Information - lies, information - force,
But no one will remember, no one will remember.

Perhaps this is a reality
Perhaps this is all a dream

I take NV, I draw the whole world
Your fantasies, dreams and unsuccessful portrait
You will paint him. Perhaps he will come to life
Perhaps he will never die again.

I take NV, I draw the whole world
Your fantasies, dreams and unsuccessful portrait
You will paint him. Perhaps he will come to life
Perhaps he will never die again.

In my mind, people - they all reach for the sky.
Glass under their feet, it reflects faith,
It reflects Colnz, the new world, dreams.
All that they believe in is their reflection.

Perhaps this is a reality
Perhaps this is all a dream

I take NV, I draw the whole world
Your fantasies, dreams and unsuccessful portrait
You will paint him. Perhaps he will come to life
Perhaps he will never die again.

I take NV, I draw the whole world
Your fantasies, dreams and unsuccessful portrait
You will paint him. Perhaps he will come to life
Perhaps he will never die again.

I take NV, I draw the whole world
Your fantasies, dreams and unsuccessful portrait
You will paint him. Perhaps he will come to life
Perhaps he will never die again.

I take NV, I draw the whole world
Your fantasies, dreams and unsuccessful portrait
You will paint him. Perhaps he will come to life
Perhaps he will never die again.