Текст песни Hawaiian - Кровь и песок

I look around - as on the palm of hand
With a new temple, and everything is in the hands of a young American
From the fact that my world crumbs
Distant plans, not visible in binoculars many
Money air, wallet breathes from the crisis barely
People tell me: everything is nearing change
All under the comb, no question in the country of Linek
Sea of ​​desires, doubt the coast, everything is nearing, not, I do not believe
I'm on paper Titanic, the way back is cut off
I catch a fellow, lacks on the liquefy
Intentions good
Killed everyone inside, I just dug myself a grave
I'm driven into the head of nonsense, as if with blood nails
Laid the foundation of friendship and the goats are built
And nothing can be done in relation to
When a life path, like the orbits of the bitterness of defeat

The world is punctured heart, and the ceiling cracked
We are from one test, the childhood did not set
Your life is moving, my advertising pause
Blood on the sand I am writing a letter to Santa Claus