Текст песни Абвиотура - Пустота

The word is bitter
Throat forged
Measles bitter
Dug roots
Boiled in handfuls
Salt-eyed
Carved on the bones
Frequent stars
Tore into stripes
High-spirited thoughts
Ruled hair
Sharp blade
Copper bell
Cut in a whirl
On a chest pricked
Sparks of gunpowder
Don't call
Do not Cry
In the void yes no offense
Dragged in the night
New song
Blew out of my eyes
Severe thread
Knotted
On the wrist
Grinned evil
Wolfish
Oh bad hour
Bottomless darkness
Growl hard
Clouds are sleepy
Along the street
Not a blizzard
Blizzard frowns
Predatory creeps
What are you watching brother
Is the dog desperate?
Al is not at all happy
Meeting
Behind the knife
In the potholes of the bay
Kohl decided
Hit from the shoulder under the breath
You can afford it
Half-rupe
Yes on the body shawl
Web
I had enough
Hurry up the snow
To drink a head off
For the mention of the soul