Lyrics Плакса - Не Рождён

Quiet ... and not breathing ...
And don't breathe
And don't breathe
Not breathe

Parsing heart beats
Bit by bit
Closing our doors
Children of infertile mothers

Humidity of thought, a drop of brain
Indulging in reflection

Liquid wax
The womb of his birth

Chorus:
Blood flow is broken
The umbilical cord is choking
My fruit
Blood flow is broken
The umbilical cord is choking
My fruit
Who I was if I was not born.
I forgot about the day of my funeral.
Who I was if I was not born.
I forgot about the day of my funeral.

Pale eye pupil
Annoyance ... rash on faces
On the river of sanitary drain
You understand that this is not a dream

Drown in human moisture
Rising from a sweet coma

Dreams printed on paper.
Spawn of anti-rut.

Chorus:
Blood flow is broken
The umbilical cord is choking
My fruit
Blood flow is broken
The umbilical cord is choking
My fruit
Who I was if I was not born.
I forgot about the day of my funeral.

Who would I be inside someone
Veins, tears and vomiting flow through them
The personification of the bug ... misanthrope,
Sputum…
Quiet
Quiet
And do not breathe ...
Quiet
Quiet
And do not breathe ...
Quiet!!! (x8)

The prison of what you breathed
Death is what I lived for
That nonsense that I dreamed about
Now he killed me in me ...

That nonsense about which I dreamed !!!

Dead and somehow do not give a damn
Someone once believed in me
Cut page names on face
I stuck a mask, a torn face
No longer able to hide from you
My world ... it's shallow and empty as a scream
I am a corpse !!!
I am a corpse !!!