Текст песни Abstract Spirit - Post Mortem

Echoes of empty sounds,
Sayings and phrases of strangers ...
Another incorrect stroke
On the endless canvas of emptiness ...
The sequence of identical dreams,
With the ashes to the wind in the distance ...
The illusion of fetters ...
Face stains, rustle of steps ...

Heart damaged, torn
In an unapproachable chest cage ...
Nothing at the end of the journey ...
It's all the same: to stand or go ...

Skin tearing,
Tearing out the hair with a root,
In the silence of the impenetrable night
Screaming hoarsely ...
The earth will not rest,
He will crush his breast with damp clods,
Absorbs, takes away irretrievably,