Текст песни Payne - Вкратце

Again, the palaces of the pain is not set up three of us
I doubt, staples, as my meal with family

I doubt that this kind the world has people
People to people without feeling short we just forget

What was with us we will not leave in the memory of the old
Hey guy wiggled new gyrus us

Shook the blood through the veins with a needle for garages
The Game of Life in multiplayer grandmother had pressed the attendants

Gossip like cobwebs under the blood drops fragile
Does not help us more supreme god hand

Omitted the hands of our mothers and fathers close
The law gives the right to the blood samples of people in alcohol

Earth has become as fun with the damage of the embryo
No one has ever heard the cries of his soul

On the twenty-first century there is no sense to complain
His last live like no other that will not remain