Текст песни Лютомысл - За маской

was confused consciousness
And the rickety soul
Filthy fingers
flocked saliva
His shit drag
Rejoicing, because you are here
Not pathetic career,
A paradise among the heavens.

Flags your principles
Among the mud are:
Spat, torn, trampled them all in a row!
But you all with gold is covered with,
The crowns on their heads,
All life on pedestal
And the fear of empty eyes!

Behind the mask
rant
Hidden gnilё
Coos womb!
And you have long
No more nothing,
Also toothless
Grinning malice!

Hung with armor,
Trying to swim
Swamp oblivion,
But you do not forget!
In light rush
Rotten water ...

unbuttoned fear
Your eyes!
Look to the heavens ...
Regrets tear ...
Too late to pray
Life does not live
From the end.

Hundreds of thousands, millions
Imperceptibly shades of gray ...
Every rassvatom their moans
Spacing is getting stronger!

Hundreds of thousands, millions ...
And you're among them, in the darkness,
Tychas each other, wander
As you cursed earth!