Текст песни хайдеггержив - Стрелок

Seven breaths, seven breaths, I made the decision,
Choose a goal, I begin to move.
Seven breaths, seven breaths, tracking devices,
Issued quotas, I begin to move.

My instrument violin case,
Such art would envy Schnittke,
But chiromantists mistaken and deceived constellation
Surely fingers bring retribution.

I learned how to wait.
Slowly, right
Highlight marker
The most important thing.

Symphony of the shot, the trajectory of the notes,
Terribly writhes elected, disgusting to vomit,
But seven breaths, seven breaths, continues to move,
Fire without emotion, as if to kill.

I learned how to wait.
Slowly, right
Highlight marker
The most important thing.