Текст песни DryMorg-B - Во След Идущим

Darkness cries of black sheep
Drowning out the knocks of heart.
There remains two cartridges,
To drown out the flour.
Who among us who is stronger,
He will have all the services.
Only to fall into the embrace of the snake
And the freedom to give each other.
I will not be offended,
And I hope that you, too.
Only to the fingers does not fly,
The rest of all the trunk will help ...
We held many forces
It remained at the limit.
All everywhere plagued us,
And we looked with disdain.
They did not like that someone
From them may differ.
Hidden aspects of life
Show and are not afraid.
But public opinion
Do not allow the rebellious.
It's like a crime.
Guilty - for closures.
We stayed much power ...
But when reached the limit,
That hugged and said goodbye,
Believing - our lively business ...
This is just a must.
Our blood will speed up the time,
To dispel their lethargy,
To give the seed sprouts.
And then we reborn
In matters of theirs in the new power ...
Know, we are proud of you,
Smiling from the grave!