Lyrics Coma Dance - позиция жертвы

In the wilderness of the universe
Where the drunken angels are hiding.
In strained cheekbones
The driver of the truck
Gray ashes fell down
Someone lit torches
This light is so rare
As in the desert the river
In the last tablets of the patient
In the picture of a lover
In the smile of a child
Forgotten somewhere in itself
Among the thousands of signs of questions
Do not know anything new
Find your ego and give it back.
At the mercy of the crowd

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The human being decays
The ellipsis breaks off
Bring yourself a gripe
To see everything with my own eyes
How do you want to deal with the conscience?
After all, conscience does not have money
The victim's position is all
The uninhabited coast.
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In this gray planet
Live pretending to be asleep
In this room
So there is not enough soft walls
All purpose is registration
In a large wooden box
Only you in it for a long time,
And for me it's a captivity.
In carnivals, songs and dances
People from newspapers
In the white stillness torn out
Past pages
Among those who are ready to gnaw a friend's throats
As gladiators in Rome
I do not know who to be honest with
With yourself or with others.
_chorus_
A minor minor like a monument
Just a sign of trust
And the pendulum swings
Above my cracked neck
While over the earth October
Do not work superstitions
My honesty will become a weapon
We'll go to the predatory beast ....