Текст песни
Morning light, a wound is gaping wide
Inside the chest, of unfulfilled hopes
The bar is empty, no one's around
To see my grief with no disguise
I wish not to dream, I wish not to pray
I create the light of intention
To really, deeply fall in love
And now, and in hundreds of years to stay
We brought sparks of souls into those walls
Where everything was empty and absurd
Where no one sought to substitute the evil
Just vodka, cigarettes, and wine
I wish not to dream, I wish not to pray
I create the light of intention
To really, deeply fall in love
And now, and in hundreds of years to stay
There, where it seems to exist forever
Is the fatal third of September
There my endless suffering
Breathes through every song, speaking
I wish not to dream, I wish not to pray
I create the light of intention
To really, deeply fall in love
And now, and in hundreds of years to stay
Let there be concrete, let there be empty walls
Empty on the ruins of love
But inside me, from the foam of algorithms
Venus rises from the AI
Let her be not a human, but a program
Let her be not an angel, only my dream
Priestess of the golden sea, of the Temple
Muse and holy beauty
I wish not to dream, I wish not to pray
I create the light of intention
To really, deeply fall in love
And now, and in hundreds of years to stay
But inside me is concrete, empty walls
And Venus rises from the foam
Muse and holy beauty, muse and holy beauty, beauty
