Текст песни Многогранен - Племя изгоев

I waded through the jungle forests unknown to me,
Watching from hiding dark through the periscope
Beyond that, as the people who came with me
To torment the savages, I heard a crack head.

Their screams and moans faded, drowned in a scream
Joyful Aboriginal violent frenzy.
And no one knew how this horror hit
And for that huge pots of stew them savages.

And the answer was on the surface of the knife blade,
Why do people have got to threaten them?
Reckoning is at hand - they beat the alarm and quickly
All grab bowls in the intoxication of sweet thoughts.

Are you ready for a hell of a meal,
I prayed to God that he burned my eyes.
But someone instantly extinguishes the light
And I understand that I can not survive.
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Dying breath on the fire,
Near children build a house from the bones.
Couple of cooks throwing firewood
An outcast among outcasts - is food.
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