Текст песни ТорТ - Колбаса

Greens in the lush grass
The sun warms, carefree clouds float
Clean air and green fields
You will not see it never, never, never

Pr.
Those who are on the lower level of the food chain
To hell with your compassion
Did you see his eyes before death
Those of whom is sausage

The dirty windows knocks Dawn
The only warm in your life time
All it boils down to one point
You grow up and you will be served to the table

Pr.
Those who are on the lower level of the food chain
To hell with your compassion
Did you see his eyes before death
Those of whom is sausage

Those who are on the lower level of the food chain
To hell with your compassion
Did you see his eyes before death
Those of whom is sausage