Текст песни Канонада в гробу - До гроба Вы, а после.1964-1988-2008-2018

You were as one
LOVE TILL DEATH
until the grave were you
and after - fucking.
And I have to go.
Until
But I have to go around the axis.
Twirl
like a pendulum on the strings
by frets.
Reflected
in convulsions,
agony - pupils.
What are lost or
hidden
behind the glass
like pitch.
My kiss will be
shot.
Overwritten
your own verse.
Just a bullet
will carry through the glass.
Black-black
endless
furious pupils.
And this ...
And this ...
It is she ... my love.
You finally have this ...
Finally
Finally, after all
understand.
Chickens are cooked
- will not go away with a snack.
The love of people -
stereotypical
forgotten in the coffin.
Its luscious and
to each
in this world
and beyond the grave
- I will.
I'm not afraid to promise ...
Through black glass
points ..
I will tell my love
and nobody can forget it here.
In the composition. Composer
more abruptly
than
Vivaldi.
Only minor ones will play ...
And the background on repeat bass.
And even in the nursery
dreaming
besides
fabulous distant
adventure.
Composition of my love ...
My love
it.
What then at the matinee
"Requiem" with the title
guys
They will sing.
Cannonade for ...
You were as one
LOVE TILL DEATH
until the grave were you
and after - fucking.
And I have to go.
Until.
It was called "Communisi"
Defense ended.
There were thousands of projects and others.
Where he was responsible for the faces of the bloodless.
Only He is alone.
Responsible for those without faces.
To whom and what
i won't lie
If I write under all the creativity:
“You are my melody.
And I am Orpheus marble.
As a keeper at the gate
Which leads to your grave.
Immobilized Orpheus ...
Closes the path to the tombstone and the woven world "
And if you're in Hell
what morons preach.
As if you can only there ..
Which, of course, is not true ..
But it doesn't matter ...
After all, I'll throw myself ...
After all, I ...
I will sell the soul to the devil for the silent one
deathly silence
that night with love dead.
Don't give a damn about opinions
For everyone
After all, this is exactly
WON TA!
After all, this is it!
That my love.

The moan of the loving
Couples with hormones
snot.
Over the edge of their eyes
streams -
hundreds of dedicated lines.
Where did the salts survive
all whore with your scream
everyone will consider it a duty ...
Read poems to your bitch.
Corrupt poetry
to fuck.
Turn into a tragicomedy.
Soap, SOAP drama.
Tighten it without knowing the end.
I remember your silhouette.
He walks forever behind his back in a dream ..
Following my bloody footsteps ...
Now to my grave we ..

You -
In the last days of April
Snowfall.
With new sweeps to you I
in a coma.
I make my way through fire and Hail.
By the embrace of rays
Paper birds
Origami
From your eyelashes ...
I don’t wear clothes.
I only drag the cross.
I carry my cross ...
Straight from the hospital.
Crazy ... true.
The hump on my back is my wooden coffin.
The scream of the theater room
I'll bring it in like a hurricane. Dying forever.
Echo slippery frost to wheeze ...
"I beg you, come to this world.
Orpheus falls asleep too ...
Soon the post passes.
And you must go out ...
Here is one law: I passed the post - I accepted the post "
D.T.