Текст песни Оргазм Нострадамуса - Званый ужин

I was invited for dinner friends
Fear, insomnia , nightmares, and lust.
Those who are closest to me and relatives
Those who I allow myself to touch

Spill their own blood in glasses
Toast to the friendship of our utter
They drink it in one gulp , and a snack
Bring them out of the brain porridge - Malachi

Fun my guests at the table
And weeping , clapping their hands ,
For guests not whimpered in anguish
For the amusement of it with a flayed

Outside the window koryachitsya dawn
Wipe boards hair
No sense to me to call friends for lunch
Visit me today they