Текст песни Феникс - Махом рук

Dragonzz fire? - No, the phoenix from the ashes
I arose in places where the truth has decayed
The style is fitted from the lair of the beast,
Where are interpreted in such a biting time.
That turns of fate, past untill the gods,
that takes into circulation without pussy.
I take a course not to bypass, and flying through the bushes.
On the branches of the world empty, fashion witch crunches

I reconnoiter fires move of hands in the flora,
Let there hawala shit and argue with this.
I reconnoiter the fires of truth in this fauna.
Selection: stew or breathe, leave Downey.