Текст песни Каин Л. - Клятвы

Your illusions, my glass is full,
And I'm getting drunk, pull nectar.
Already resigned sepulchral cold,
Already achieved simplicity;
Memories deployed scroll
He goes into the abyss of anguish and dirt,

It floats that has long been forgotten -
The way I swore, and you swore;

Freedom carried the fire in his veins,
Do not spoil the life odor ink.
"Until death" - you said.
"To the death," - I said.

Since then, it took more than one century,
And there is no relevance in the oath:
Sepulchral cold burns immortality,
His I drown in my own fault.

And transparent paper profile
Portrait of an old wall of profit,
In the ever-dusty and humid damasks
Spot obsessive he dazzled.

It does not matter that there was,
And the text of the oath that one sealed;
"Until death" - you said.
"To the death," - I said.

And tons of books chronicle truths
All of the madmen, gods, devils,
As if the purpose of the Almighty hand -
In calculating the links in the chain of deaths.

One thing to another - and the circuit is ready,
Rank empty - and the process would go:
For business - it is, after the word - the word
Because of the oath - the oath. And that in the end?

Wrist bracelets crushed loops -
On their captor does not remember himself.
I drink nectar in the depths of centuries.
And soon the world obesformitsya.