Текст песни A Red Wound Picture

I look up at the bounded sky And imagine the linked pictures And then rub them off I carve the promises on my chest Words go on endlessly And eternity hides the end The sky keeps looking at the present I keep looking at the past Rend the clouds and cover my ears Vague words of the future. I won't listen See the eternal field with my eyes shut Imagine a destroyed picture Grasp the concocted stories They nail us up. They bind us up Scars seen after the strife Gentleness of the tears I shed Evil prickles on a tiny heart Redness of the blood I shed Redness of the blood I shed