Текст песни Томас - Серебряный клоун

footsteps -
this is it.
a cap on top of the fallen crowns .
an artificial ice
of porcelain eye mascara runs .
Last makeup artist
waiting for the signal of saving souls .

Silver Clown -
black palace.

lost
and enter the creek.
he sought , found and caught .
forget the words ,
delete unnecessary .
Fish do not know the answer
go into the network.

Silver Clown -
black palace.

step by step , inch by inch
warm ashes sprinkled sky
once in the middle of green spaces
train pulls through the swamp thousand cars
point dash - sounds fine flute
will be light at the end of the tunnel
black floor filled with silver
he meets ! Who is he?
Clown .

footsteps -
this is it.