Cain's Stolen the Breathing Mask (исполнитель: In.Stora)
got that impulse to convert. what's been given won't deisapper. [bad word] physics never fading. [bad word] physics unrelenting. i'm sorry i'm not digital signal you can't just simply turn me off. we have to breath ourselves. oppressive heat surrounds. circulation of suffocation. (all promises are frail. tomorrow will change things) i guess someone stole the air a long time ago. i died out and stole the oxygen to suffocate and steal it again and now there's exhaust fumes left. all these promises are so frail. i hate to confess to myself that tomorrow will change things... a lot (perpetual motion is impossible renaissance) children always dream about breaking circles and [bad word] heroes. and then they forget and then we forget how wows were made to spirits of tomorrow. they knew we were lying to ourselves and yes we knew it too. my sore promises are lies. syntetic blindness to forget. we've been locked in this place to choke. all promises just falling apart. i guess someone stole the air (to suffocate again and again). i died out and stole the oxygen. someday you'll [bad word] demon that chased you. someday you'll be the eye of god.