Текст песни: Curt + перевод

I read it like black palms

Shapes in the ash

Will we expire

And fade like a memory?

I Imagine the purpose

Shapes like a mountain

I’m beaten down

I’m down among the animals

Raise your fists like you want to

Raise your voice like mine

Raise your fists like you want to

Read my gaze like a book

I read it like black palms

No shapes and no words

I’m fighting doubt

I’ve come to know my enemies

I Imagine my purpose

Shaped like an axis

I’ve hollowed out

I’ve come to bare the echoes

Raise your fists like you want to

Raise your voice like mine

Raise your fists like you want to

Read my gaze like a book

Перевод песни Curt