Текст песни The First Disgust - Танцы

Every day in this club burns
The body got used to the system, without sleep
At night you see the bloody corpses
They do not take off ... all of them before you

Pouring two hundred, sniffing cocaine
You're getting them in the same ranks
In idiotak ranks, fuck bitches
This pack of your best friend

Your mind, in a glass of whiskey
You're still you, too, hung
Your life stays in the club
You can ... one stretch their hands

But in the decisive day,
time of reckoning will come
Do not bribe you,
these, ecclesiastical magnates

On money and tears, they still
They are coming for you
Everything has already been decided