Текст песни Изнасилование И Каннибализм - Бристоль

Rarely in Bristol Dotters
Students went on contact
only rector local intently
followed Monument

I was in the boots Cossack was
Arrived from the Baltic
here at night often a mess
siren like firefighters

If there is no money on the bottle
Tookhemel throw me
and the environment of english labuda
I am anti myself

Play all the candles before bed
But the light in the window does not go out
it's not God's craft
As said Knut Gamsun

chorus:
and there in the darkness of Bristol
We sing about us
And only the hums are frantic
Until our lives

Rarely in Bristol Dotters
walked my stupid ghost
in the teeth of the Polesign of Winston
And behind: murder

Robbery, robbery and shots
and as Francis Assis
I heal blind eyes
But only by correspondence

Bristol Cathedral shines
In it, Augustine flew
While Priest-Crochobor
did not pass on the receiver all the metal

In the ruins Church of the Templars
In ruins, my whole fate
I would work on the gallery
If there was a hand