Текст песни птички в глитче - убивать людей

The sky looks like a blurred ment
This is the death of rotten Russia under the autumn rainarsh
I am ready to shoot people to not see their nasty faces
in the head of a hundred ideas as they can be shot
or as Waltruda Wagner king drum doses
become a ruthless nurse, seeing the river whose tears
man in a dark coat, and in his pocket all the devices
Especially in order for everyone here it hurts
Human life has not been worth a penny
need more power over life and death
Heaven just laughs at you and piste from above
Pouring the devilish laughter
I'm not in freak, I'm pulling me to kill
Clean the planet from people without having
instead of blood split iron, in the head
The season of obsessive ideas occurred