Текст песни Вика Лодморвскай - Палачи

Courage - is honorable for the strong, the slaves never shout
life with the eyes of a furious skunk, is increasingly burns berth
You mindless faceless homeless but still more on his feet
crazy world the great bottomless leave his cross over the hump

we will all be in coffins squander their lives on auction
and stories will not compose generation darkness generation of dust
you are the main enemy of the man in the street that looks at the screen
Oh yes there is unequal marriage untouchable tyrant loves

Let's dance together elbows
Once in the brain zero wiggle stumps
This position is shaky bald and brazenly saber
And yes I'm a dark horse and not underground barn

Symbol of the country guillotine slaves traded petrol
Spider unfortunately not grown beetle cobweb
Ugly here near the end of their stories duck
And you still indulging dance routine

Do you see these people if you look them in the eye Oh!
see burns capital look at and approaching thunderstorm
hunched echo hruschovok Stela screams RUN!
city ​​screams this world - the executioner turns all of us into bricks

Do not let time to sharpen swords and swords tear zealously
the crowd one sign one god one eye and some keys
ahead by the fate of the dead on the streets of istortyh dust
you never understand that the hand of an assassin - a hands Crowd

Let's dance together elbows
Once in the brain zero wiggle stumps
This position is shaky bald and brazenly saber
And yes I'm a dark horse and not underground barn

We have ten years on the force in this den of dog
To live here is unbearable here every third with ksivu
As Russian rap to the art of fucking is incompatible
Just do not come down bridges and subway picture

City - a terrible force all pizdozh vector irreversible
we're not the Twin Cities and one in the street pass by
you have the fate of the silent mime, I'll bawl like a dog
As a new nickname stim, your fate universal curiosity

I spilled paint, all that I feel does not hide the mask
lacking to me a strange affection, but I will stand on the orders
He is opening his eyes as if in a fairy tale, and growing up surrendering to grief
I go to his stozhkoy cautiously, not rusting perpetual ascetic