Текст песни Стигмата - Небо разлетится, разорвется

Sky shatter, explode into a thousand persons
Who are we in this pack fragile injured birds

Word broken
Trunks charged
Persons suffering
Time discouraged
Paul sticky blood flame
Pour fountains swear words
Out of the mouth of the righteous
Revolution - mat consciousness
And to hell with reality
We are the rules themselves
We are equal
On the ruins of empires penny
We construct new
Deck sprinkling
The suits of diamonds

Helplessness
Split personality
Quality good
For faces duplicity
Nogami past
The cynically trampled mud
Realizing us
Pieces, thrown
At the altar of fate in turmoil
Nails crucified
Fate awaits. Insight
Will come later
When we realize greater
Naedyatsya scale empty language

Sky dies
The sky kills, dies
Leaves shade
The sky is dying, killing