Текст песни Каин Л. - Повелитель Нищих

Snow road, frozen glass,
The train carried me - and I have met a hangout.
Snow hit in the face and clothes wet,
A drop of dirty water, I became part of the Iset.

In the empty faces, teeth humus,
I read the sentence for himself - for his brother;
I was in a hurry to visit (the ruler of the poor,
On the eighth kilometer of Siberian highway).

Dec
I save me hope
Jan
Get rid of illusions ...
Till -
Before the meeting as before.
Goodbye,
I do not need a new circle,
And that means - and is not
Nothing
Never.

Will be home today, the eighth kilometer,
As an agent of the other territories of the conflict ...
I will burn, be gone, leaving no trace -
Card alien life my card is covered.

A drop in the sea of ​​passion for food vultures -
All mine, not mine, snow road ...
I brought the oath of the master of the poor,
My name is Legion. And today we are many.

Dec
I save me hope
Jan
Get rid of illusions ...
Till -
Before the meeting as before.
Goodbye,
I do not need a new circle,
And that means - and is not
Nothing
Never.