Текст песни Дубовый Гаайъ - Транспечаль

I'm going into oblivion
I'm going nowhere
My sadness for me
Somehow easy
And I do not want to cry
I do not want to wait
And the more I can not
Nothing to lose
It will be fast:
Flamestrike
an eight round
It destroys my forehead
As soon as a thin stream
lowered blood
On the face and eyes
Painting a bright eyebrow
All the songs are not sung
But who needs them
My life as a winter
And I was waiting for spring
I said what I thought
And he said that could
But everything comes to an end
And I have a limit
Smart cell gray slurry in the head
imprint
On the notebook sheet
So that's how it should have been
I was born to kill himself
And I do not know anyone
Whether I was love
There were many friends
But I was always
It was something
What I did not know
And there was someone so
Who I'm looking for
But the search in vain
A knowledge of the lie
Five seconds before the signal
A pleasant shiver
My fingers removed
cold death
And I am sending a signal in response to a temple