Текст песни Marina Faib - Безсердечные,с прогнившими душами.

came the night
Satan's daughter
darkness filled the city
walking away
I lifted the gate
that the soul does not interfere with the cold
scarf wrapped herself more
thought to be saved I can, I will warm the heart
I was born the devil
a dark January night
I'm sorry Mom
you are so like daughter
how can I help you
What is your comfort
guise of angels
imaginary images
I broke my soul, the body
We ate in pieces
and enjoyed, and smiling
boredom
cold sticky fingers
picked out heart
nerves had finished
does not choke because heartless bitch
with rotten souls
all the secrets of listening
with protruding ears
Checa on holidays with pigs
I called them her friends