Текст песни PROTOPSIHA - Бог Грома

Death-psycho-proto-dog

Your life has become a set of messages.
Your only friend is the glow of the monitor.
The heartbeat is getting faster.
You insulted me? Take the biscuits from the shelf.
No, I'm not a threat. I'm just a prophet.
Not Jesus, not Mohamed, I am the god of thunder - Svarog.
Instead of lightning, words, but from them you burn
And your anger just kindle your appetite.
Can you see the fangs? Can you hear the growl?
Screams? Pleas? Howls of despair?
Your bitch sobbing hitting my beat.
She screamed loudly, and now she is fast asleep.
Can you see the fangs? Can you hear the growl?
Nanny
Nanny
You say you don't know us
But you want to be like us.