Текст песни Doloto - Лазарет

Here makes devils from intravenous systems
And at night, from each chamber comes nonsense
Here everything is hopelessly sick and doomed
Lazare.

Slaves-gentlemen gathered all under the roof of one
Messenger bread and glass boiling water for lunch
Their destinies contacted the nodes of an endless war
Lazare.

Vomit masses in a conjungered corner
From lice and bedbugs during the day and night there is no salvation
Egging blood cripple on the concrete floor
Lazare.