Lyrics Letargy Dream - Протуберанцы

Over the raging crown sworn, sisha radiation, angry, hating
Mighty, nervous and inflamed protuberances.
In the dance, Witta Saint was mounted in black, not seeing, not seeing
Risching about the heliosphere oppressively move.
Many of them are stronger, father, do not let the dismissed leave the frontier, -
The bottom is scary to monitor the pulsation of the light ...
If you foreshadow the speedy end, we will go after you, because we believe you,
We fought for the right to answer so long.
I swinging in every middle mystery, it was burned to the meat in the flesh of grimuars,
Classes appeased to the creatures from the geliomerous bustoria.
As if Ice endless melting, as if the burning of eternal fires -
Dissolished in dust all the answers to our prayers Pharisees.
There was little body, little light and little energy ... give us
All secrets are sacred, unshakable solar mystery.
After all, our mind is hopeless and our "shining" head,
That rest hands does not give, no matter how strange.
Through the glass, the smoky below is so terribly looking at the standing end
Shevurus over his head, on the protuberances.
This hatred is like reprise in progression reborn in a block,
It pulls through airless spheres to the ground its thin fingers.
In the dance of the blazing mass, Kisch radiation, angry, hating,
Burning matter, walked drill, wormochoch,
Building a terrible type of grims into a black blundering, as if not seeing
The star dies ... see how the scars of it heliotocat.

Locals from a deadline
Dried by the wind of the Old, old, stray world.
Lost in dusty wilderness
Illuminated by the light city crushed by the power of cars -
Mechanisms devoid of hearts,
Indelney cretins - no love nor hope in them.
Every hour is all hotter,
Draw a desert life giving people to the sea ...

Those who managed to hide in the shade of the fire
Never back again ...
Those who wanted this war are captured
Own illusions, disastrous designs.
Light and warmth a long time in this earth
They personified the power of the creation ...
Time is gone, we are destined to kill in the MGL,
Hiding the medium of skeletons of laid buildings.

Against all installations, laws, logical justifications and numbers,
The time as if he was whisching, an increase in the insane size ...
Violating the canons of the original, in the dust of the placement, confusing common sense
In my thoughts, the terrible type of chimera was invisible ...
Everything was mixed in a mysterious cycle, in the insane movement of light;
It is difficult to refute the half-chased, but not forgotten dogmas ...
Someone wise with creak sprinkled the gate, breaking all of our covenants,
The essence of the creation of us explained to those who merged - who we are.
Closing the masks from the horror of the horror of the persons beveled in a panic
Through the trembling fingers, not believing their eyes saw horror:
As if in the Devilish dance, Venus descended from his orbital borders,
Shook like a mad beast, making Mercury to destroy ...
The sky merged with the ground, I watched Jupiter with myself a horizon,
I was sitting, in half feasible with a finger on the sand ...
And when everything ended and I stayed alone, remembering my dream,
For some reason, I could not see the smoky protuberance through the glass.