Текст песни Hisp Tilor - пятница 13ое во время убийства Дшейсон Вурхиз

As if stuffy,
As if run out of water,
Like quiet and numb all
the words ,
In millimeter passes
time through me,
I'll be something that will
louder than the war.
They leave the line somewhere in the bottom, and
I'm on top,
Flying debris and no
obstacles - all target.
Rush! In all directions!
Rush! Who, against the motion?
Rush! Who wants to live forever?
Rush! I, something daring.
Everything is so familiar,
Everything was in the last time,
No time to think,
No time to say again, "pass"
I'll be kind and slit
wire
I'm insane, a nine
wave.
Rush! Lithoclasty.
Rush! Prniknovenie.
Rush! The ears are closed.
Rush! Brains are disabled.
Rush! In all directions.
Rush! Those against the motion?
Rush! Krovokipenie.
Shoot to kill!!!
Rush! In all directions!
Rush! Who, against the motion?
Rush! Who wants to live forever?
Rush! I, something daring.