Текст песни sad al kamio - Butterflies inside

Touching the stars
Cuz
Inside of us
Were
Butterflies

As a child torturing a kitten, and the earth
is none other than the eyes and two pins between us.
thermal conductivity glass with wet hair
we observe the world, reminiscent of origami.
all love God and we love the quality of the surface
a certain sound, we are prone to cracking,
We damaged the promised social catastrophe,
promises to broadcast personal Calvary.
we cut off the tails of the fairies. We have become higher.
we have been reading Nietzsche, now we are writing.
we destroyed each other under the crunch of glasses,
tracing paper torn idols cranes
and midgets. We are not people. we are their shadows.
Contest time, always beating in hysterics.
in the name of America, and fat people Zulu
I personally smear this fly on the glass.

Touching the stars
Cuz
Inside of us
Were
Butterflies

Frozen jelly to sweaty glass,
From eternity past to eternity "on the outside"
Padali piano rammed range
Each exhalation unit on chart
Kapali. We. Now I. rain showers
Lapa dreams. Where? In the inactive
window onto others, foreign emotion,
Jerky sleep portion of unbearable
freedom to be silent. freedom to be heaven.
freedom to be confident in my spare delirium.
keys creaks glass and blinking
Reported reality magnesium.
On the nails ...
Freedom to be certain.
By wire...
Freedom to be a track.
On the nails ...
Freedom to be certain.
By wire...
Chaos. Decoy.

Touching the stars
Cuz
Inside of us
Were
Butterflies