Текст песни счастливый человек - лавкрафт

darkness on the roadside, there is no power to lift me
I predicted the silhouettes of the curse
the father of the house falls, the darkness bestows upon the arms
here four of us dance, drunk Dryad
illogical
laconically described, an old man alone
screams, in your dreams you died down
when the light goes out, die
I lean out of the house,
look for a fire trail inside
show him an outcast
prophetic dream - your emotions, dry up
substance, you emanation light to the south
                     conceal mobile secrets
Catch us Beliar in burial grounds and crypts