Небо здесь — Taste of Separation

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No sense in all calls
For peace and destination
Unreal is the world
A blood and fear reservation
There’s no sense in the dreams
For sex and domination
The blood on your lips
Feel the taste of separation

The taste of separation
The taste of separation
The taste of separation

I get lost in the foreign lands
Deep in the dark my spirit flies
I used to sleep with open eyes
And merge with dead creation
Brutal walls of self defense
I climb to die in open ice
In open waters clever hands
In the mouth of leaden sky

In the taste of separation
The taste of separation
The taste of separation

The taste of separation

Is there a place where no one will hate ‘ya
D’you think your death is the part of your nature?
Get in the place where no one will hate ‘ya
Don’t think your death is the part of your nature?
I don’t think your death is the part of your nature

I don’t think your death is the part of your nature
I don’t think your death is the part of your nature

Is there a place where no one will hate ‘ya
Don’t think your death is the part of your nature?
Don’t think your death is the part of your nature?
Don’t think your death is the part of your nature?
I don’t think your death is the part of your nature

I don’t think your death is the part of your nature

I don’t think your death is the part of your nature