Текст песни F.I.P. - Помоги мне

I'm tired of hatred,
I'm tired of the lies.
And you do not bed,
And love is not mine.
I'm afraid to sleep
The grayness of the ice,
A wake up among
Eye glass.

Chorus:
So you help me
find peace.
Promise forbid,
that you will not.
Such as this
Grey Mass.
With the calculator soul
With the power of a mine.

I look at the city
High roof
and see how
mouse worn therein.
And they all
We are ready to sell the soul,
To get power
To snatch the money ...

Chorus:
So you help me
find peace.
Promise forbid,
that you will not.
Such as this
Grey Mass.
With the calculator soul
With the power of a mine.

Listen to me,
Hearken to the essence of the matter.
Do not destroy your soul,
Do not destroy your body.
Do not change your life
In the world of plastic.
To the angel we sheltered under the wing.

Chorus:
So you help me
find peace.
Promise forbid,
that you will not.
Such as this
Grey Mass.
With the calculator soul
With the power of a mine.