Текст песни МАКС ПОЙЗОН - ЗАМКНУТЫЙ КРУГ

Intro
Fenced off all
By setting the threshold
Closed the door behind them
Vomited the soul from the inside
sorry, but it was not a matter of concealment
But time has passed
Boil over mixed with water

Verse1
emptiness
Heaven is crying rain
Just
don't get this fire
Everything is strange somehow
Overcast, disgusting
Find me no way out
Without card
Cage day again
Not a coin again
Broken in half
There are branches on the floor
Counting meters
Calendar years
I burn the fetil one instantly
A rumble of wind in my head
Taste of Ash
Thoughts memory
In the distance somewhere
I would catch
They are a couple of meters
But does not give me
circle like a cell
I ran a hundred times on it
Millions of fate flew by with the wind
The sun was shining but the windows
Closed on hinges tight

Verse 2
Hiding from everyone
outlined a white circle
Tired of pain, separation
Play this game
And a stone's throw from the dream
Stop! Yes I did not believe
I thought to the abyss that door
Sealed hinges
And so all my life
In millions of doubts
And could just open
Going straight to the goal
Drew a Thin Line
But the color is white
In the back of knives diminished in this I am sure

Chorus:
I created my world from fire
It has a thin white line
This is my life
Beats in a cage -
Throbbing