Текст песни materic - на месте погибшего дерева вырастет лес

the day when the grin was replaced vain glee
firing without looking emaciated in the vaults of roofs
who is the master of your fate of
it was the turn on their shoulders to carry the wreckage of their homes
in their place are now nothing can cast a shadow
stop kissing cold hands beckoning
razognuvshis denounce their fruitless promises
and continue to believe that the eclipse - a symbol of a new era not
and the inevitable transition into it
will flow shroud of cold sweat
breaking all usual gentle embrace of sleep