Various Artists — Echoes

Translation from russian: Chorus: Quiet echos from voices of mine Will meet the boundaries of my consciousness I'm keep forgeting for what here I come By inertia wasting my time distances My horizon is unbreakable walls I was trying to destory them but they again repaired Six demons of Emily Rose Found a new vocation - dreams constructors Whatever I broke, they will erect it As if monuments of past beckon so much them Transcriptions on the walls but without explanation And reversive algorithm won't help me at all here Out of the corner of my eye I once saw what is outside But to go to the outside, you need to give demons a fight They are trying to reach out me with their chelicera As they are folding a crosshair with them Of weapons, I have only my verbiage But there’s not enough water from it to swim out And honestly I do not know how to swim The stream of consciousness takes aground me... Chorus And one day I may come to visit you Visit the palace of memory that I have long abandoned We will make tea for ourselves and settle in eternity And we'll remember 'bout how not perfect we are We'll invite demons to our place and we'll comfort them After all, probably each of them is also sick And in fact they are not evil at all It’s just that they were treated in a messed up way Let's not think about ghosts and skeletons in the closet I honestly even see it as if it's a reality But it’s so hard to imagine, because we are no longer friends Especially considering that in fact you are me