Текст песни сФера - Обреченная вдова

For fifty miles
A stretched earth strip.
Proudly set up mansions here
Her bone braid.
With your hardened nail
Shreds to delight himself.
Bend, crush and drag
To his leper star.
For a well-fed, sleek womb
Hiding a false essence
To the sound of metal and the rustling of banknotes
In the crazy way preparing.

Her goals are vice
Her army is flattery
And over this motto
666.
Bite the teeth there
Where are the true things
Breathes greedy anger
Doomed Widow.

To places where in worldly silence
Life goes on,
To the freedom and faith of people
Breathes a stinking envious mouth.

She doesn’t care, not age, not gender,
Not the color of the skin and apple eyes.
If only everywhere, on every corner,
Her imperious voice rang out
Sending goods - gifts,
Bewitching - giving, fringe.
Lounging on the throne of the earth
The false widow smiles.

Her goals are vice
Her army is flattery
And over this motto
666.
Bite the teeth there
Where are the true things
Breathes greedy anger
Doomed Widow.