Текст песни АлисА - В путь

Lick instills shame, when thousands of hopes
falls the shadow.
Naked soul thoughts itching,
Try dress.
Take no prisoners when fear shows,
a little sip
Bitter empty mournful ashes,
instead of fire.

We rocked the world broke the waves
neighborhood.
Reared war hatred stars
on the cross.
From some blood, on the same land
Massacre.
What is the "we" have come to understand
it is impossible.

The drone bases - light shade Honestly,
Truth burns and makes the fly,
Pain fire experience again and again
And to take a sigh of death.

Truden sentence when the question
be or not,
Is it just a ray of morning star
prompt response.
Selecting darkened when ordeals rise
It is clear -
The main treasure, others do not take
and in a way.