Текст песни Favor

So what is real? This day eats you.
Licked by a flame too soon, in sleep.
Boot up for steel, iron hand defeats you.
Tried out, but wind-blown, in sleep.

And is this not my own?

This indecision sparks a vision of depature from this stagnation.
Watch it flow. We are not above this.Shai Hulud - Favor - http://ru.motolyrics.com/shai-hulud/favor-lyrics.html
Purely carnal, we don't think to think.

And would you? For me, too?

This Penitentiary is bleeding.

And would you?
Your actions will speak alone.
Please.