Текст песни Loqiemean - To City Flexologist

If there is no way out, the serf is aground
on the banks of the Tom
A guide is needed there, and I'm a guide, Hades is waiting for you
Look at us for a moment
I'm storming from Athens to Fili
I'm taking troops at once to the trenches on the beef
Splashing drinks, they're like granite
Mica blinds, I feel on them
Swamp for Athens, hang out for the north and south all
Here To-City Flexologist
I don't give a damn about flattery, the flame awaits me and I go to my cross
Fathers, eating their age with giblets crunch
Dance on the bones
Mom will kick out the shaman, close this banner
Dance on the bones

[Hook: Loqiemean]
I lay here on the ashes, redeem
Under the mountain at the Spartans
Themis leads those who survived, take heed
Safe under fire
Where cold and dirt is my home
Branded my torso
I dream of the pier and the fleet, over the hill
I'm driving those exiled