Текст песни Гноев Ковчег - Противостояние смерти

I wondered here how to live my death, but they would abandon us. from birth we die, which means we do not live at all, wherever there is. we are quick to paint everything on dates, we quickly get hammered by huts, or jumped to the bars of the underdogs. my friend sold his life to a huckster to remain a child, but I still did not understand that childhood was stretched with a film that was covered with waste, when my eyes dim in breaking under the roars: & quot; what’s wrong with you? & quot; we did not see the light of the sun any closer than you saw the faces of the happy, but immobilized, in coffins, or chained to beds. missing in endless drinking bouts, no one will notice how your soul finds peace in them, and how your step is more insecure to the edges of the platform, how your legs can no longer wear an orbit of malice on earth, again I don’t remember anything in the morning, not easier, don't try this is how we exist, my friend, everything is trying to help someone, but this is mutual responsibility, a yoke. but I still give you my hand, shred. what is your soul besides evil? watch it I spend my hand across the sky, where there was sunlight, now there is nothing, only space and disaster. everything is simple - do not believe in them.