Текст песни О Боге - Рыдая над каждым аккордом. От ярости или восторга.

Can he be gone mad
Looking at our faces, hearts and homes
Knowing the thoughts, tastes and views
Visit the nature reserve of hell

The sea, the trees, the sun and stars
Does he regret that created everything
Beauty nobody saved
Beauty - just an excuse for evil

  He locked himself in the skies
  And he writes songs about people
  Sobbing over each chord
  Rage or delight
  He needed so their mercy
  He looks at what one has turned
  Each of breath, feeling the wrathful
  That again is easier ...

Does he need to be forgiven?
Does he know his destiny?
How he feels death?
He does sometimes die?

As he feels the sound of silence?
And loneliness among spring
Maybe he's quite happy
Maybe he was crying in his sleep?

  He locked himself in the skies
  And he writes songs about people
  Sobbing over each chord
  Rage or delight
  He needed so their mercy
  He looks at what one has turned
  Each of breath, feeling the wrathful
  That again is easier ...

I want because I want to sensations
I have just a moment of euphoria and torment
I want because I want to sensations
I have just a moment of euphoria and torment

Until you return to the cold eternity
My vulnerability, my humanity

  He locked himself in the skies
  And he writes songs about people
  Sobbing over each chord
  Rage or delight
  He needed so their mercy
  He looks at what one has turned
  Each of breath, feeling the wrathful
  That again is easier ...