Текст песни Культурное Наследие - Грехопадение

Fall

Mulous frosts glorify the abomination,
Gray posters are staggering.
Beliefs and resentment are splashing
Rivers and expanses of a festive country.

After all, the angel went through indifference - Mascot Valaam turned us.
Rome in words so unlimited - Geizeri loose the gate of Rome and he fell.

Marsh millions are encouraged by poverty,
The battles on the manejah - the shelves trembled.
In the world of representations, pure air stroke,
Leaving a bunch in the throat - caustic smoke.

After all, the tree of false enlightenment is flattering us.
The edge of distant all-proves rushed with weapons into treacherous ecstasy.

Grozny look at the sky breaks the community,
Presents the right, crush the ceilings.
Grozny look at the Eternity of the Institute of Migrain,
Give rise to the toothy and cracked in the inertia of wolves.

Peaceful words yes for self-defense,
Nervously waiting for the collapse of seven heavens.
Gloomy gives Grared obesity of sending,
Tray leafs the deep seas.

After all, the enemy in local discontent pours lead day type.
The blood sign of complacency looks like an angry incomparable entourage.

And that a day is the exclamation of military officers.
And that neither a mig - the bayonets are steeper.
And that no year is the army in peaceful villages.
And that is not a century - then the joy of ferocious yarn mouths!

After all, sin is accompanied by the saints, but the life of the Zaulter King.
The dirty arch is clogged by tailors, slim and asked to approach the altar.

Grozny look at the sky breaks the community,
Presents the right, crush the ceilings.
Grozny look at the Eternity of the Institute of Migrain,
Breaking the toothy and meaningless ...

Music / Text - K. Dukhansky