Текст песни Антон Гром - Проклятый мир

mat of hair
From unruly wind,
The images are mixed,
Laughter, tears of the sky.

On the field, fall crows
Swinging a soulless body.
Voices shouted:
The world will be cursed forever (ah-ah-ah ...)
FOREVER!

The world has become the same,
The sun was covered with gray,
Tears trampled in the mud,
His eyes blazed faith.

You're tired of life
And you're the gods join the battle,
But the world is already cursed,
You will be saved not his hero!

The world is tired to resist! (Oh-oo-o-oo-oh)
The world - he had forgotten how to fight (oh-oo-o-oo-oh).
Only those in it like you (oh-oo-o-oo-oh)
They do not want to give up!

You're scared,
Let your will not let the fear.
She eats and you know,
What do wolves howl at death. (A! S)

Everything that you loved,
Jackals have thrust themselves into the jaws.
You fought with the enemy,
And you took possession of the evil power.
FOREVER!

mat of hair
From unruly wind,
The images are mixed,
Laughter (ah-haha), the sky tears.

On the field, fall crows (-vorony-s)
Swinging a soulless body.
Voices shouted:
The world will be cursed forever ...